This is a song about "Death to soundcloud"

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Me and my crew the best we do this to the death

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I'm fresh to death, i'm hotta then ya'll

Just to let you know, you are

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Take a seat, while i verbally beat you to death

Cause you chose to fuck with death and now its to late

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death