This is a song about "Dying love"

Oh, why do i live this way

Gangstas dying from day to day

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Hey, i'm dying over here!!

Bun b, i’m underground king

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

She's dying sir i need your help

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Inside it feels like im dying

Now you're lying, slowly dying, with no hope,

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.