This is a song about "I want to die so bring it"

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

And truthfully girl you really make my day

I don't want to think of it tonight.

And you're, approaching me right

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

You might want to bring a stitch

When you fly as a bitch

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Suicide i dont give a fuck it your life so you decide it do or die

I want to tell her why i gave up so easily so i wont seem so low

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Do it 'til i die as the greatest rapper ever to

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

I'll bring it dirty if you want it the flow like grime