This is a song about "He was too young at 31 that wasn t his fate"

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

What the hell? he told me that us as a couple was fate,

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Looked at his mirror he discovered the fact

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Die, but that better not be from suicide, he said looking down at his puzzled bother

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

His ass, get this straight: it's a fact, he too advanced

When i was young i saw too much strangers

Penncounting pennys over tha years