This is a song about "You about to die"

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

And im about to drop, you

You better be ready to face me, cause it's do or die

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Sounds nice to me, hey what about you

And if i do go you better come through

To forget about you.

What preceded was the clue

Quit being so fucking shy come on tell me why! you just wanted us to die,

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

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

You are about to die!

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

You fear success, but rally you have nothing to worry about.

You think it's fair to have my 10 year old watch his mother die.

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie