This is a song about "I m so tired or living"

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

"becky o m f g this is so unreal

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Just who am i to be living life so good?

But im still here, no fear, living veer in this sphere, i didnt stear this year so

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Between living in hell or killing yourself?

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

I was tired at first, tired of thirst, and getting fucked over

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Are we living or dead bro

Turning to ground zero

I fear no opponent

I was tired of that chump