This is a song about "Death and destruction"

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Plus all the destruction.

You're uncool like my mother kin

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

And now the chance of my death increases.

And i need you to show me love

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Me and my crew the best we do this to the death

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death