This is a song about "You need to die"

So let me tell you about this guy

I need to get away before i die

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

Spray nitrogen in your eye sever your pride then leave you to die,

You lyrics need to be rearranged,

They say them colors must be fake

I need that ride or die bitch im to the point im bout ta lose it,

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

It's hard to live, make you die makin' this a habit

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

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

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

I need to get you to a nurse

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

You need to stick to balling

The pigs fly away in the morning