This is a song about "Fear of dying"

Nocturnal, no fear of the dark cause we're tight

Killa never let the drama slide

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Layer of fear flavor of terrors clear mantling i

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Dying of thirst, been out 100 bars and running

Of dying solders's scream,now they're live in a place called heaven

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

Matter of fact, i'm dying cause you suck so much

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage