This is a song about "Loved ones dying"

Nail to 2 tha coffin

And chickie's never loved him

I live in a zoo

// [we're the ones who made you]

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Im living every second that im dying

Gangstas dying from day to day

Get in the mood on blacc friday

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

And dying every second im living

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

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

In kitchen, whippin' blow, it got the same damn crumbs

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones