This is a song about "Death and destruction"

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

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

And death, beaten will decay

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

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

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

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Its leaving nothing but resent and destruction

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And now the chance of my death increases.

Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches