This is a song about "Why the good gotta die"

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Why i'm so good, i don't even know why.

It seems so far that the good die young n the bad die slow

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Why deny a lie when you die for telling where the truth lies.

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Why am i not good enough

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry