This is a song about "Must die"

It was my home by i made die

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Who watched his father die

And now we high

Even after i die/

Why you call me back? don't lie

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Wondering which way will i die,

Of breaking through this shit, i must

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

I hope you will till you die

I just wanna fucking die

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

You are about to die!

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high