This is a song about "Death and love"

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus

And now the chance of my death increases.

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

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

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And death, beaten will decay

I make forty-some dollars a day

We both teenagers with the same mind state

All around theres death,drugs, and rape