This is a song about "Cracker death"

That's why i'm makin' money

Of his death, such similarity

Spending her time with him i guess

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

Oh i gotta face the day

And death, beaten will decay

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

Ill snap this cracker if he takes another glance at my tracks

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

So ironic how they call me cracker, i could crack 'em back,

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides