This is a song about "Friend dying"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I'll never be your best friend

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

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

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

And dying every second im living

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Giving life to dying breeds

And she throws up whatever she eats