This is a song about "Ready or not"

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

Am not ready to face the facts i've gone insane

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (fuck that!)

I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

To be or not to be dead or alive

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

No i'm not going slow yes i'm ready to go! there is no i don't know or even