This is a song about "Death"

I'm rolling down the window

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I shall but love thee better after death.

Give a mic the kiss of death

Spending her time with him i guess

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Like nas illmatic i never sleep cause sleep is the cousin death

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,