This is a song about "The death of a child"

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

They at the same spot they making no progress

Nsd till the death of me

It ain't hard to make money

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Ignore me because i am a broken child

And now the chance of my death increases.

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love