This is a song about "Gonna die"

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

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

By a rope tied up, never gonna cry or 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,

Let the grief itself die.

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Your live could've been a blast, you were strong, but now, you're gonna die, trash and forlorn

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

I shine like something in the sky

Or somthing and wait to die

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why