This is a song about "Im dying"

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Giving life to dying breeds

Can barely walk the city streets

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

Don't smoke that shit, what you got is living, im not dying broke

She's dying sir i need your help

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest