This is a song about "Brooklyn bridge"

The sirens are gone, shit, i just stand and i look at the bridge...

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Of daring heat the bridge is so steep,

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Jumping off a bridge and i don't know how to swim

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

(bridge, different slower tempo.)

Ima keep that on the low

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace