This is a song about "Sad dying love"

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up

But now everthings just sad

So i'm one with that

You, you, you have to pay for that

Its full bad,its just sad

Im living every second that im dying

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Do just feeling a little sad

Don’t you be holding back

Her life story was so sad

That we ain't never had

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying