This is a song about "Deaths comming"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Can u see where im comming from how much you mean to me

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Im comming in to get cha you any way that i have to

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

My hands are tied so i guess your deaths justified.

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

Comming straight outta the trap

I know the world been waiting for that