This is a song about "When i die fuck it i want to go to hell"

No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Hit the block like a postman with mail

When i kill'em dead i go to jail,

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

To give you all a fuck, i guess i'd have to go and find it first,

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Id die for this track fuck it why not governments corrupt i need to take a couple shots

I never wish death, but i want my doubters to die slow

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

I want it too go back to the way it was before,

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent