This is a song about "Demise"

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

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

The unpleasant memories that will one day be my demise,

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

You see destruction and demise

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

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

Dreamin on a lullaby

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

Had to call on jesus cuz my life was in demise

These fake ass rappers steady acting like devise

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Dont look into his eyes that demise will defeat ya,