This is a song about "Death of a friend"

Death//i keep you smoking more than a spoon of meth//the only way you don't

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Like shadows in the valley of death

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

I just play my part make moves like chess

The freshness of my breath bring your death

But living underground as a friend of the devil,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Nsd till the death of me

I'd done stacked many