This is a song about "Keep"

And still a nigga made it here

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

I must go like fly route

Prevent the sleuths, keep them mute

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Keep fighting , keep believing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

And keep his time devoted

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

I keep falling, i keep flying, i can't stand it anymore

And it's a promise you can't keep.

Indubitably i'm too street

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

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