Losing my homies in a hurry, they're relocating to the cemetery.
Dear mama, yo baby boys doing fine tell the homies I'm in heaven and they aint got hoods.
My life is in denial. And when I die, baptized in eternal fire, I'll shed many tears.
I know death follows me, but I murder him first.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle, I make mistakes but learn from every one, And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better one, If I upset you don't stress, Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet
We probably in hell already, our dumb asses not knowing.