This is a song about "I want you to die"

I shine like something in the sky

I need to get away before i die

And in fact i can’t deny

You are going to die

I can see it with my cats eye but you to busy teaching kids that rats die

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

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

But all i want you to say is

I dont want you to miss this

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Cause they want you to die no matter how

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Until the day i die, ill try to give you the world.

I want nothing more to do with you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through