This is a song about "16 on death row"

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

6'4, got these niggas sprinting towards death row

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

And pay less attention on hip hop's death and its resurrection,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

But they’re pulled in ‘till they’re dead or sitting at death row,

The world looking out, they on the front row

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success