This is a song about "I hope you die in a fire"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Sprayin' pain in waves, i hope you saved enough bayer

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Once i've killed you i hope the devil fucks you in the afterlife and that's the price

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

I thank god for blessing me. and hope i meet him when i die

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

You guys are making the innocent live in a dumpster fire

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

But can you just tell me why you played me like that, so i can die in pride

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

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

As i acquire the skills i require to put you in the line of my fire