This is a song about "Death of my uncle"

In my life ive seen plenty of death and fights

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

I feel death start to smother me, from the weight of all my lies,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Like shadows in the valley of death

Spending her time with him i guess

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

But when the music plays its like my worlds an episode of cops

So tell uncle johny to make some room, cuz you're bout get fucked by my bars