This is a song about "Everybody is gonna die"

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

I'm gonna fight till i win or die

Everybody else is taken so who's gonna help ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Maybe everybody is to blind to notice,

Together all the timethought it was true love

He sits up late and night when everybody else is snoring

So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Thoughts rushing through my head that she was gonna die,

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Everybody talking about time is on your side

When everybody around you is a stabbing pawning serpent,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly