This is a song about "Soldriers dying"

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

A dying dream, you even try in

All wale talking is ambition

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

Inside it feels like im dying

I got a big fear of flying

She got grove st. on replay

Gangstas dying from day to day

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Im living every second that im dying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing