This is a song about "Dying"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

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

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

A dying dream, you even try in

And i’m talkin, passenger action

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Gangstas dying from day to day

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Bout time i got my respect

She's dying sir i need your help