This is a song about "Fear of dying alone"

People dying all day homicide suicide its just the role of life,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

But i fear of what i couldve been,

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

Fear of hypodermics, belonophobic can't you tell

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

Cause half of these rappers thats dying dont spit the way that i do

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Layer of fear flavor of terrors clear mantling i

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high