This is a song about "Prepare to meet your end"

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Keep your faith in god an family they the one's who gone stick to the end

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

So prepare your optics, here comes the synopsis

Got a letter from the doctor saying to meet.

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

The boa know they loving the crew

Got bullets dyin to meet you

Call your girl up and meet her/

They used to call me the future

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

You speakin bullshit, your grip in life has to end

Then let you meet your make ah,

I ain't, mad, at cha