This is a song about "Sparta left the unhelthy babies to die"

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

Leaving her behind i admit left me wishing i would die.

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Until the day i die, ill try to give you the world.

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Till shady brits,commit to take a couple babies

Whats the point of living if were living to die,

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

What the fuck am i hear for? just to live and die?

Never meant to make your daughter to cry