This is a song about "Father dying"

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Inside it feels like im dying

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

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

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

But black kids come home to no father,

Of impactful things one can ask for