This is a song about "My nigga died"

A legend have to bow, africa

But if you want, the beef my nigga

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

He died on my 16 birthday,

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Expanding minds, spitting by my lonely cause my team well it died. but yet i rise

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

And that's how my story ends: my mom died

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

My life that will thrive like i died twice and third time's the charm

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

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