This is a song about "I don t wanna die"

If i die, don't wanna be deprived of that final moment of my demise

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Makes me wanna ride till i die

I just wanna fucking die

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

In the lambo looking like a fly

Do you wanna ride or die

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

I wanna die so i can get this life over with

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses