This is a song about "Dying lite"

But he don't rule a thing

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

And you just fuckin stand there cause she's afraid of dying

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

And getting money is the song i sing

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Giving life to dying breeds

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

She's dying sir i need your help

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect