This is a song about "Angle of death"

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

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

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

As long as there is the opposite of death

Disappear broke every law of physic and spawned death.

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

They at the same spot they making no progress

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

The freshness of my breath bring your death