This is a song about "Till i die"

Makes me wanna ride till i die

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Your my bad boy i'll love you till i die

But i fight till i die or win,so i can't leave

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

So that's why i'll still real till i die

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

And if that is a lie, that'll be with you till you die

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

But she's not alonemiss independent

Till i die being fake never was a must,