This is a song about "Bros death"

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Like shadows in the valley of death

Grow older, closer to death.

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

What you getting is death

Spending her time with him i guess

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Fucking hoes, playing super smash bros as mario

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I shall but love thee better after death.

That's all u need is death

So hold back ya tears