This is a song about "Peole dying around my neighbor"

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Jesus piece around my neck

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

With my /dying breath ill be spitting them words like /flames*

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

Strolling around, sunlight in my eyes

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

I'll grip my fist around your throat,

I fucking hate this job

Til my head turns around

If you don’t watch out