This is a song about "You might as well die"

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Your lines are sloppy, might as well call you joe.

They might as well be squirrels, how the going after nuts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

Look it something they can't ever see

Razor blades are sharp as hell, you might as well embrace it,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

She always comin back

I might as well just kill that

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

You might as well prase this,