This is a song about "Death by"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

Like shadows in the valley of death

And i'm a just take another guess

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

I'll prove it with one hand by beating you to death with a spatula.

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

For us to find our way

And death, beaten will decay

Not intimidated by death nor the slammer,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her