This is a song about "So many tear"

So many people are dyin'

Atl was tipping them

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

But i don't need your fucking pity so don't even shred a tear

So many massacres, suiciders and arsonists

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

So many peeps wanna battle me

Summertime in the city

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

So many amateurs

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Aha you got so many jokes

So many tears that i've shed

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

I wish i could have 25 wives

Cause u went spastic so many times