This is a song about "Death row"

The world looking out, they on the front row

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I shall but love thee better after death.

But that aint me , got goons on the block death row they seek

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Carefree i don’t need the stress

All i want now, is death

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Flow it, rowing boat, i show it, down the stream i row it,

What you getting is death

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

But they’re pulled in ‘till they’re dead or sitting at death row,

Yes sir, please confess

Give a mic the kiss of death