This is a song about "Deal closed"

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

We won't expose the truth if the motherfuckin' casket's closed,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

You deal with your life and i'll deal with mine

This time ill make sure the caskets closed

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

No allowance but i still make a deal

The dea and the cca made a deal

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

Mouth closed i'll beat you in this battle.

That’s only if they handle

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

We're loading up the tecs, getting vexed, keep the streets closed,

When i'm low, she take me high

With one closed and one open eye