This is a song about "To do or not to do"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

You do not diss us, to warn we we're not insult takers,

Thinking about how to do this and how not to lose it

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

She tells us not to do drugs, alcohol or pop pills

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

You better be ready to face me, cause it's do or die

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

And not one will have a clue of what to do

Do you want to see heaven, or will you live in hell?

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell