This is a song about "Dying love"

People always dying in the hood, stood

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

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

Inside it feels like im dying

I was born to do the damn thing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

After all the times i preferred dying.

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need

And just looked at the whole situation

A dying dream, you even try in

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up