This is a song about "Decay"

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

I'm always down and out watching things decay, always begging for

And he cry's as he slowly begins to decay, his death all over again,

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Began, to flake , age like a page 'n' decay, it's a shame to say

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Either way i'm trapped in a hell that celebrates my sweet decay

If you out there let me hear you say

Feel our lives begin to decay

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

I inspire to slay, watch ya rot and decay

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

A damn shame, now i'll watch your reputation decay