This is a song about "When i die"

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

What she wants on 25th because i'm chillin' with prancer

Will never end, not even when i die

You know i want a piece of that pie

I ain't scared, i'm saved when i die in heaven is where i'll work.

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Wondering which way will i die,

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

And when i die, i won’t forget i had my wings