This is a song about "Even heros die"

Even after i die/

Tears that our fore fathers cry

You could say a verse, i say one line, i won't even die,

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Now its your turn to die

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I make the heros turn into zero because no one can fuck with me yo

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Wouldn't even be taking this shit if deshaun didn't die

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

Fuck a nigga cus its do or die/