This is a song about "Death to russia"

Stab you to fuckin' death like my name was norman bates

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

As death was holding' onto his soul the ''light'' came to sight

I'm hoping i confess

Grow older, closer to death.

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I felt like i needed to die my own death,

Keep rappin about green cause you're gettin stoned to death

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

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

With blood splatters on them yet i still look fresh to death

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

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

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Wish i could shed all these tears