This is a song about "Go die"

Let the grief itself die.

Dreamin on a lullaby

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

But now, i'd rather have my soul die

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Wondering which way will i die,

I hope you will till you die

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

When i'm low, she take me high

It was my home by i made die

No more will we cry

Now its your turn to die

Like i said you should just die

You know i want a piece of that pie

She gotta hold her head up high

I just wanna fucking die