This is a song about "Dying loyal"

You wish she was loyal but she's a disobeying one

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

After all the times i preferred dying.

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

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

You already know you're dead

Or as your loyal and loving pet

A dying dream, you even try in

Stand up misses i love your ambition

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Inside it feels like im dying