This is a song about "Your gone die by yourself"

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

And by god when she's gone you wanna slit your throat

Fuck yourself today aint your day, so stop and pray cuz i am not gone

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

List if things that i would die for such as to be kissed by your amazing lips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Now your model, normally docile wife is gone, ticked by an illogical quarrel

Then i get hit by a car and die

You other brothers can’t deny

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Down on yourself cause i took your wealth.