This is a song about "Death himself"

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

I thank my family and god himself

And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

His story will be a reminder to himself

Sunroof flow so over your head

But he forced himself to forget,

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

But he had to stop killing himself first

To fuck himself over

And i just want to hold her

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Choose to entertain himself with,