This is a song about "Someone that died"

Sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survived

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

See, i'm second to no one

That i'll be noticed by someone

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Those hip-hop games are mine, and if that died within a day or two,

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died

My life that will thrive like i died twice and third time's the charm

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Someone tell these motherfuckers that hop is back!

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow