This is a song about "Suicide and shootings"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Suicide- he debates it

Thinkin bout suicide

Parallel on the other side

Have you tried contempting suicide?

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

So many shootings, their streets are armed heavily

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Its the reason for the shootings ya see on the news 'n

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Save it maggot and just commit suicide

He commit suicide

Not only had the fiend died

I'm either with you with pride or it's definite suicide,

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like