This is a song about "Dying peop"

People always dying in the hood, stood

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

She's dying sir i need your help

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

After all the times i preferred dying.

Frightening, so fucking frightening

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Im living every second that im dying

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Hey look at me please, i'm dying over here!!

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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