This is a song about "Dying hope"

Gangstas dying from day to day

Then some lady named billie holiday

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Im living every second that im dying

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

They said hip hop was dying, now they saying it has signs of hope

Giving life to dying breeds

Little more weed, first class seats

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing