This is a song about "People dying"

And she throws up whatever she eats

Giving life to dying breeds

But this real, fuck how you feel

Hey, i'm dying over here!!

After all the times i preferred dying.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Secret society all we ask is trust

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

And dying every second im living

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king