This is a song about "Krissy dying"

And dying every second im living

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

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

Girl listen, trying to position

A dying dream, you even try in

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

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

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Inside it feels like im dying

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Now you're lying, slowly dying, with no hope,

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

After all the times i preferred dying.

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing