This is a song about "My bestfriend die"

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

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

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

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

Cause if i can't feed my son then please let me die,

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

But now, i'd rather have my soul die

My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

I cry sometimes, no lie, my family would die

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

It was my home by i made die