This is a song about "Grandad dying"

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Inside it feels like im dying

Don't want to be the king

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

You know that love is a very serious thing

And this will be the song that we sing

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,