This is a song about "About death"

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

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

Cause i was about ready to fuckin choke you to death

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

All i want now, is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Keep rappin about green cause you're gettin stoned to death

Got problems, what? i can't say

And death, beaten will decay

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen