This is a song about "Death legends"

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Legends go, but never are forgotten

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Given by the legends or the heralds,

Grow older, closer to death.

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Im never regretting the mentions of legends im ending

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Sticking to the legends but keeping everything eccentric/

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Sticking to the legends but keeping everything eccentric/

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit