This is a song about "Death be not proud"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Because they will be the cause of death eventually

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Cos there should be someone watching ur death ceremony

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I fear not death before its my time i'm liquid cyanide,

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

Sunroof flow so over your head

Ill be beside your death bed

My presence be a death sentence to all but my apprentice/

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

I'd rather be proud to get by, like when frankie came out

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud