This is a song about "Left me to die"

Got millions of people ready to die for me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

Do or die, you come up to me with that shit, it's suicide,

Ask me if i think you're cool, my head be going left to right

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Makes me wanna ride till i die

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

I be ballin, they wonder why

Or somthing and wait to die

So y'all niggas can fly

You are going to die

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Took my heart and buried it deep, left me to sweep up the pieces and quietly weep.