This is a song about "Love and dying"

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Be if you were still here and chose to repeat dying for me if only i can imagine

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ramos and ban hoes a hip hop giant, leave you lying , dying , looking up to me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

And they say we don't know love

Pocket racked up all big faces

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays/

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

I rap about what i know, not dying, counterfeit and bliss