This is a song about "Gonna die"

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

You other brothers can’t deny

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Stay alive when u verse i king like me your automaticly gonna die

I mean the game been dry

All my niggas ride or die

That's the window into the sky

Let the grief itself die.

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

"oh my god i gonna die!" then sit and cry because the day i die,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

But when i wake up,your gonna die in rampant

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

By a rope tied up, never gonna cry or die