This is a song about "Kenny dying"

They gon love me for my ambition

A dying dream, you even try in

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Im living every second that im dying

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

If you feel it, it must be real just

There's children dying and i am crying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

Inside it feels like im dying

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

After all the times i preferred dying.

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring