This is a song about "Death lord"

You be on that stalker shit

Lord just look up lucid

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

Your only lord/ lurking for more

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

I'm laughin at em while i'm wallin out o' lord.

Pocket racked up all big faces

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

I shed so many tears

What you getting is death

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

That's important to me, important you see to trust the lord,

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Competition on the court