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

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

And he didn't die when i was young - god forbid

Him to kno' that he was different.he put his head pointin' to the sky

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Short tempered, at one stage he would abuse his wife so their marriage was in vain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

We don't set prices we don't set prices we create that shit off the dome

That was destroyed by the elder board as he was being told to leave his home.

When i was young i saw too much strangers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

And that fucking bitch friend of his too."