This is a song about "Live fast hit and rave"

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Live, and die, on this day.

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

At him that'll probably sting, he'll get back up and rave hate,

To reds i ain't know how to act

And you were tryna get it over fast.

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

Taking a shit and taking a hit,

Guess i see it's my turn

And shit i live to learn,

And live a life of rhyme

But check out how i roll mine

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars