This is a song about "Grandpa slowly dying"

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Razor blades in hand hoping her life will change slowly,

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Slowly stumbling, steadily crumbling, everyday tumbling

Little more weed, first class seats

Giving life to dying breeds

Ambition, pardon my ambition

A dying dream, you even try in

And dying every second im living

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

After all the times i preferred dying.

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

The animals will slowly grow more carnivorous