This is a song about "Survive this"

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

Will survive the rampage and see clear weather

No longer clawing deep in the dirt tryna survive,

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

The hard life is something hard to survive

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Made a nigga have to spit to survive

So these figas im persuin/ doing any means to try and survive

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

When i get my hands on nines

Its okay cause i can survive

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

We will never die, we are forever alive

Their negativity is what helped me survive