This is a song about "Suicide dead"

But you can't hide

Thinkin bout suicide

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Bang bang pucker pucker killing people like flies gotta survive; soul suicide

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again.

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

You're trapped inside your upbringing, drives you to suicide,

Suicide attempts in the hole

This shit has got my soul

I make a way for my people to see the light

His brother la'mare had just died from suicide,

Suicide doors onna black coupe

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

They are the coaches in this

They say, suicide is: