This is a song about "One day we all die"

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Hopfully we all dont die cause street smart is the way to lie

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Then one day we went to six flags with her brother and i drove.

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

All my niggas ride or die

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

One day that could all fall down, to gats they hold up on us,

We used to stay there all day

But i ain't get to see you today

We can all focus on the one evil man we evicted

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

They say that i never cease to amaze

Because unless you die exciting, we all will live bored

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord