This is a song about "If i die who gonna carry my casket"

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Told myself man if i cant live like this, id rather die

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Thought i was gonna die till i got this brand new prescription,

I'm gonna fight till i win or die

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

If i become the best, then i'll always carry a vest

Put my foot in your casket

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

I said im fly to death, buried fresh, j's all in my casket

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm