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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

And i drop top off in a hot cold

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

I also carry traits from my mother,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

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

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

Stay alive when u verse i king like me your automaticly gonna die

In the lambo looking like a fly

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

After i die i'm gonna be irreplaceable,