This is a song about "I hate death"

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I always tell the truth even if it leads to my death

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

She gonna dance when that molly through

I hate it and i hate you,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I felt like i needed to die my own death,

Cause i was about ready to fuckin choke you to death

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

All i want now, is death

So hold back ya tears

Death is a bitch i know

This summer gone be mine though