This is a song about "My bestfriend die"

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Chained as my slaves, my die hard fans

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

Made me fucking die from my own laughter,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

All on the furniture with no regards

My balls die for the thug life

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

On my own, i'm all alone like bastards when their mothers die

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Thoughts rushing through my head that she was gonna die,

All my niggas ride or die

Keep your heads up high