This is a song about "Even heros die"

Even if i die i'll roll up riding a golden hearse

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

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

Wondering which way will i die,

Hear the rambling in the sky

So this how it goes, they takin heros votes

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Magnificent, even/

Gin makes me sin

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Children want heros but i've become a villain

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky