This is a song about "Xavier dies"

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Ill mortar guys and before disorder dies i more than horrify//

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Nah, forget that, no point, you'll always be a weakling who dies

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

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

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

Matter fact, i mortar guys n' before disorder dies, i more than horrify

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

All of this diversity, dies versus me

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

And it ain’t cool when a small and little kid dies,

Every time i look into your #eyes a piece of me dies i can feel it #inside

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

But the motor died, i'm a soldier who never dies

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise