This is a song about "Ending life but still gotta live"

But y'all still live where corporations will decide elections,

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Drive by ending your life having your fam wondering why

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But every day im still closer to ending

And live a life of rhyme

Would look at us all the time

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

But that ain't the way i live my life

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

He doesn't give but then again i guess that i'm still breathin' life,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/

But i'm still living life dead mother-fucking broke

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope