This is a song about "I m grinding till i die"

Ain't no doubt. i gon' keep doing this shit 'till the day i die

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

But i fight till i die or win,so i can't leave

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Damn is your mattress dry

I hope you will till you die

Producing tracks from the mental till i die

So let me tell you about this guy

So drop the slam and let's get sick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

The shining is blinding so i keep on grinding with my rhyming,

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

Till i die being fake never was a must,

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

I'm gonna fight till i win or die