This is a song about "Dying on open land"

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Frightening, so fucking frightening

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

Is it a sin to be so young but feel like you got the potential to be the greatest

Ive got satan on speed-dial, call that nigga up talkin about slicin open my wrist,

Inside it feels like im dying

I got a big fear of flying

I write these angry raps on my paper to try and open up,

Blowing that money here, making money in europe