This is a song about "Death legends"

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Legends are immortal, killin legacy impossible,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Sticking to the legends but keeping everything eccentric/

#refillable liquids give birth, rap legends in existence, thoughts reap penalties

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Given by the legends or the heralds,

These three legends inspired me to spit on the mic lyrically

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I know you heard the legends of the godzilla so measly