This is a song about "Death of rap"

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

I just play my part make moves like chess

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

The river of death has brimmed his banks