This is a song about "Soldriers dying"

Gangstas dying from day to day

This is hip hop for today

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Im living every second that im dying

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

There's children dying and i am crying

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Now you're lying, slowly dying, with no hope,