This is a song about "I want to be dead"

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

To kill those thoughts i hear id have to be dead.

That's why i never claimed i was the best

But i want to be friends forever, to the end

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

If loving you is wrong, than i dont want to be right.

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Explore the planet to be what i want to be, i plan it

God mc oh my god you gotta see

No idea who i want to be

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

And i want to tell you know cause ill be dead and gone soon.

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I want to be respected