This is a song about "Ready to die"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Got millions of people ready to die for me

On they twitter writing novels, see

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Are you ready to get rattled,

With such an ugly picture in it and

You are going to die

Damn is your mattress dry

When i'm low, she take me high

I wasn't ready to make my

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

And i promised to myself,they must die

That's the window into the sky

Now its your turn to die