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

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

If i don't kill my nervousness, shit's gonna last, won't it?

And if i everest, i won't die old/

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

I'm gonna fight till i win or die

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I dont feel as if my future is dimming, instead i think its gonna be so fulfilling.