This is a song about "Afterlife"

Endin ya career, i'll see you in the afterlife

White america said i'd be doing 25 to life

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Maybe i'll go shoot a school up, i don't need afterlife,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Once i've killed you i hope the devil fucks you in the afterlife and that's the price

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Embodiment, a monument of my afterlife

Could i be the same one who came from a far away life

And why do i have to send this poor creature to an afterlife?

Embodiment, a monument of my afterlife

As your family dies, and my family rise