This is a song about "Death note"

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

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

On a low note who knows the path to fame,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Like spiderman, ill leave a note.

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

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

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

But on a serious note im gonna steal him

Prepare to take a note bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

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

That's all u need is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess