This is a song about "Being the grim reaper"

Condoleezza, this is lyrical ether

My real names grim but you can call me reaper,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/

The grim reaper, universal peace seeker, the peacekeeper,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

That i will leave earth with her

Scary like the grim reaper,

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Until the reaper comes for your soul

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Go 'head and meet the grim reap

I'm the reaper cuz have the sithe in my hand

Whatever it takes to live and stand