This is a song about "Why people die"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Why plan life? live, cry 'n die, but its hardest.

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Hesitant with my mind, i'll awaken the people, be persistent till i die

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

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

People wonder why grass is green,

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Why do people have to hate

We both had dreams of being great

For people to die, because no money is sent?

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed