This is a song about "Love hope die"

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

These haters hope i hurry up and die

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

I hope you will till you die

So let me tell you about this guy

And i know that your supply

Now its your turn to die

But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

You other brothers can’t deny

People steal, people die,

Die with hope, live with virtue

I call em up, they might fall through

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Clever and never surrender my hope