This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game it s survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings but i flow demonic"

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I was like bird on the ground hurt and flapping, tryin' to fly but now i guess i mapped it.

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Cause out here in these streets you can live or your welcome to die

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I didn't flow or give it a go, but this time, i'm not going slow, i'm throwing

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Suicide i dont give a fuck it your life so you decide it do or die

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I wish that rap would go back to the days of pac and biggie but

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

P.s the song does not go i know i was just listening to it for fun