This is a song about "No food in my house i wanna die"

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

And ain't no rests from attemptin' unless i die in disgrace

To livin in a house with food my stomach

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

In my house i'm all alone

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

I don't wanna die, i miss my wife and my daughter

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

I cry sometimes, no lie, my family would die

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Makes me wanna ride till i die

Till we're dumb high, dumb high