This is a song about "Fade to black"

But black kids come home to no father,

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Memories that simply refuse to fade, but continuously erode at my brain,

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Started goin south see, with weed to lead outta reality and to fade away

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

To see her pretty little face bruised and black

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat