This is a song about "Angle of death"

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

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

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

And now the chance of my death increases.

And i need you to show me love

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

Carefree i don’t need the stress

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Of his death, such similarity

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

This rap shit til the death of libertines