This is a song about "Nate dye"

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill

Like the red you use to dye

Hear the rambling in the sky

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

He don't give fuck he's gonna live or dye trying

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Thats wacker than miley cyrus!!!so nate do this,,,and nate do that,,,

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

When you're reachin' your dreams

Going insane/ sanity didn't dye in /vein

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

And i dont fall to peer pressure when niggas be like......:hey nate come

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

As i draw, sketchy cats dye, then gain shade like a color pencil.