This is a song about "Jake paul will die"

I hope you will till you die

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Why you call me back? don't lie

I hope you will till you die

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

Early adapters agree they all late

You will die, challenging me is a mistake.

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Because unless you die exciting, we all will live bored

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole