This is a song about "Some dying"

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

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

Giving life to dying breeds

Can barely walk the city streets

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

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

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

People always dying in the hood, stood

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

Alone in the world with no fear of dying