This is a song about "The moment we are born we all begin dying"

We are on the fucking cusp

She can only live for the moment

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Account the amount we are paid

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Cant judge her cause we are all sinners,

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

After all the times i preferred dying.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

And realize the problems we face are all related

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

But we haven't begun to begin,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win