This is a song about "To lox"

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Now you have to bury me to!

When i get to warwick avenue

The most ill, more drama than denzel

To skate to my full potential-

She gotta hold her head up high

To convince you to buy

Got racks you don’t understand

To get to hold your hand

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Pray to god to bless you

What preceded was the clue

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.