This is a song about "Get rich or die tr"

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

If i had on 'bama line

She's a ride or die dime

On the slow jam of love

To get rich and famous,

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

You're my ride or die dime

Hear the rambling in the sky

Do you wanna ride or die

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

There you lyin’ a rhyme

She's a ride or die dime