This is a song about "A friends death"

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

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

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

You have a decision, life or death... choose

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

I'm a genuine dexter, i kill the time with death

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

It’s a neighborhood where nervously i host black friends,

Not too many options when you coming from the projects