This is a song about "Death of me"

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

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my

Of his death, such similarity

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

And now the chance of my death increases.

Give a mic the kiss of death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Nsd till the death of me

And losin all his money