This is a song about "Sparta why did you leave the others to die"

To the others like you, who i need to help, i need to try

I told her all about how we been living a lie

When that thing gon fly

You are going to die

You don't have to be 'bad' to cause harm to others.

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Die a hornigold, to atone, a hundred fold, for the sins you did admit

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Why you did this to me what did i do to you

Just why the fuck there's rich people when others struggle to maintain

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Raising my head to the sky b.i.g. i did it, multi before i die

Plottin' don’t even worry

Why did you have to attack me,