This is a song about "Nims dead kids"

Now you wish i was dead,

Probably die getting some head

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Stories we were told as kids

I only got four minutes

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Look, i tried to call it quits

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Into all the innocent kids,

That rap is mostly dead/

My god come before this bread

I feel good, i look great

All you niggas dead , dead fake

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I try and respect kids