This is a song about "Ready to die"

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Enemies right outside, everyday i'm ready to die./

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

I wasn't ready to make my

When i'm low, she take me high

One swift thrust i'm ready to die, i'm too tall to hang...what the fuck..

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

And i promised to myself,they must die

And im ready to eat

More money that mean less sleep