This is a song about "Death of a lost one"

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

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

Explains the lives of six lost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

The freshness of my breath bring your death

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

At the brink of death he cried out to god ''why?'' give me one more chance

And i'm a just take another guess

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

I've conversed with the valley of death, and it tells me it's a test.

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

After , many loved lost what a disaster , my heart left fractured , the meaning of

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush