This is a song about "In a world of dying"

Living in a world full of fiction and sin

And i love your mind and ambition

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

She dreams of her fantasy world, living in a high place,

Chillin' with homies and family

Half of the world sees success in me

A dying dream, you even try in

Well baby bot there ain't no question

In a world full of veterans, you're lost like a sophomore.

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

It's thunderin times, we live in a world of mindless rhythms and rhymes.

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Half of the world sees success in me

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst