This is a song about "She gonna die"

I shine like something in the sky

I'm gonna fight till i win or die

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

When your bitch come she not gonna leave she just gonna stay

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

But when i wake up,your gonna die in rampant

Never gonna change till the day i die

In the lambo looking like a fly

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

He knew he was gonna die so he lets out a deep breathe and closes both of his

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die