This is a song about "Survival of the fititst"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I begged for his survival cause me needing him is vital.

Of the book of your life

Right flows down and they might go nice

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

It's survival of the fittest every time we grab the mic,

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Insane to ignore the risk, but its survival of the fittest

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist