This is a song about "Fuck death rap"

I rap about death hate and even fear, i just want to confess create lookin in the mirror,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Cause you chose to fuck with death and now its to late

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

I'm from the number one place on the map

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

Kick back and know yo son set

Fuck a rap, write a song, im fed

Fuck rap i'm sick of this!

Niggas shoot over bitches

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

What them tippers don't see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

I don't rap to get the women or respected, fuck the credit.

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip