This is a song about "Death and survj"

Blah! they're dead and joined the same death bed as their daughter,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Got problems, what? i can't say

And death, beaten will decay

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

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Some people have it worse than me, and face certain death,

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

She still wanted to protect it, until death came and got her

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,