This is a song about "Everyone dying"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

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

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

No undoing whats done, outdone everyone

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

I was born to do the damn thing

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

And dying every second im living

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Im living every second that im dying