This is a song about "My grandpa died on me"

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

I'm pretty sure i should of died, my altered state of mind

Jt: no one to hold her tight

When we were through my heart just died

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Watching my homie died try to get turf

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Yesterday my dog died, i hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow

And all women who had light features, see

Then my brother started picking on me

I had to shut em out, then my dick died down.

I heard ya lost do you know your way around