This is a song about "We will die"

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

So we try to be superman, just burn and die, then sigh,

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Wondering which way will i die,

It's shady and that's sketchy, hate for leaders here will never die,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

In the lambo looking like a fly

I hope you will till you die

You will die, challenging me is a mistake.

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

I hope you will till you die

I mean the game been dry