This is a song about "Hustling till i die"

Hesitant with my mind, i'll awaken the people, be persistent till i die

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

That's the window into the sky

I hope you will till you die

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Ambition till i die, dont ask me why, look at ya self and ya no why i try

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

And i love you, wit all my heart and soul till i die.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

Till i die being fake never was a must,

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Dreamin on a lullaby

Makes me wanna ride till i die

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way