This is a song about "Death row"

I just play my part make moves like chess

Grow older, closer to death.

All i want now, is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

That he dont even own

Yo, once stole a row home

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Three bad bitches in a row like tic tac toe

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

My rhymes brought you to death row.7-15 rehabbing like a hooker gettin clean.

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

6'4, got these niggas sprinting towards death row

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods