This is a song about "Goldfish will die"

Because unless you die exciting, we all will live bored

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Wondering which way will i die,

Hear the rambling in the sky

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

Im scared to die psych, no longer afraid of fright death will come despite

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

Should i die in the night? look at the sky, will i survive?

You will die, challenging me is a mistake.

Now a nigga got baking to bake

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Until i die or latinos will.