This is a song about "Ww1 billions people dying"

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Im living every second that im dying

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king