This is a song about "Dying"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

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

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

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

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

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Hey, i'm dying over here!!

Be yourself, just show me you're real

Giving life to dying breeds

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

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

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

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live