This is a song about "Fate"

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

As demons seep in the sinners early fate

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

This battle will decide your fate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

My fate, watchin out for every little mistake

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Take a minute or two before testing your fate

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Patience's never sacred instead fate is

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

He was too young at 31, that wasn't his fate

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate