This is a song about "Demise"

Winning ain't all i want, his demise is my prize

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Of my demise, wouldn't be surprised cause that can happen

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

If i die, don't wanna be deprived of that final moment of my demise

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Dont look into his eyes that demise will defeat ya,

Soul is through the eyes, so what you see could lead to your demise

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live