This is a song about "Death of my uncle"

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

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

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

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Of his death, such similarity

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the

Damn man, i made my uncle proud of me!

I reel them in, goadomes on see

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble