This is a song about "Death is he"

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

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

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Now momma told me be careful who you love

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

All i want now, is death

Dc has never seen such progress

Spending her time with him i guess

What you getting is death

As long as there is the opposite of death

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess