This is a song about "Death before dishonor"

I'm hoping i confess

Grow older, closer to death.

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

So like i've said before

They fiend in the door

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

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

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

Your last man was semi pro

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Cuz i been there before

And you ain't gotta go to war

Like shadows in the valley of death

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says