This is a song about "Death nigga"

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

They infiltrate our homes, africa

And please never disrespect my set

Ill be beside your death bed

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

Spending her time with him i guess

Grow older, closer to death.

What you getting is death

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Redan road, that’s my street

I'll make you bleed, death guaranteed.

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

And death, beaten will decay

If you out there let me hear you say