This is a song about "I hope u die"

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Rappers cuz i only spit threats and when i pop the 357 hope u got on a vest

But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

But come on, i hope u soon will understand its enough.

Together all the timethought it was true love

I hope you will till you die

No more will we cry

To kill all over my room. so honestly man i hope u make a change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Right now i don’t give a fuck i just hope you die

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal