This is a song about "Crow fade gore war"

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

If it means sickness, chainsaws, torture blood and gore bring more,

We both had dreams of being great

Never recover, i might fade

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

An answer i evade, a fear to fade

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Another round what the song say

And it couldn't fade away

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Maybe true but the legends wont fade away

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,