This is a song about "Death guillotine"

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Ill be beside your death bed

Ill leave you with a guillotine plunged trough your skull and leave

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

Strumming my pain with his fingers

So its death before birth

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

I've raised a flame filled guillotine, just please...remember me

The decay in this life i've lived astounds me, the death,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And death, beaten will decay

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say