This is a song about "Death of soldiers"

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death

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

Give a mic the kiss of death

I shed so many tears