This is a song about "Mom dying"

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

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

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

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

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

Well go cry to your mom

Tats no dey for my arm

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Gangstas dying from day to day

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king