This is a song about "Death wakes us up"

The games up, phony, you ain't smooth to fake us

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Been ready to run up on it like a us embassy/

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,

Giving us children who look up and be inspired

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

Now i'm ripping up shows and them fans going wild with us

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I opened up, to the darkness surrounding us/

Play hard to get, females get jealous