This is a song about "Death note"

You know, kiss his mom. she gave him wisdom charm

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

Hold in the truth for so long that you eventually explode!

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

Grow older, closer to death.

Yes sir, please confess

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

My words are a #death #note, dont be mislead

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

You couldn't step in the zone if i wrote directions on a post-it note