This is a song about "Death of rap"

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

Like shadows in the valley of death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

As long as there is the opposite of death

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life

The death of me would be their biggest relief/ because i've

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

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