This is a song about "Mum dying"

And getting money is the song i sing

After all the times i preferred dying.

See i let my nigga split that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Gangstas dying from day to day

Yeah ain't that what the song say

And dying every second im living

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Something wicked this way come