This is a song about "Death and breaking free"

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

Trying to catch me riding dirty

A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

And death, beaten will decay

Another round what the song say

And i'm already on shaky ground that's breaking down

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

And after act i'm breaking 'em down like symmetry

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies