This is a song about "Ill have to die"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

So if you spreadin lies ill have to smack a slut

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

But now, i'd rather have my soul die

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Some die while gripping the gats they have

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

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

Why..... why at 36 did she have to die.

I like big butts and i cannot lie

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

And i promised to myself,they must die

Nigga please ill have you on your knees

Cause there could never be peace

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days