This is a song about "Death"

I just play my part make moves like chess

What chu gonna do, laser me to death

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

The freshness of my breath bring your death

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Inhale my color purple

Dont we have enough death , people

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I suppose you think this story will make me accept her death

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less