This is a song about "Death penalty"

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Don't call me out or you will face the penalty 'n' regret it kid

I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know

The world looking out, they on the front row

What you getting is death

I shed so many tears

Wish i could shed all these tears

Give a mic the kiss of death

All i want now, is death

Dc has never seen such progress

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Tell them witches and their race that there's a penalty,

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

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