This is a song about "Full rap about a death in your family"

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

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

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Get off of that stool, don't be a fool. just think about your family

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

We live in a world full death and deception

I freeze you to death like your standing for a family picture

He's a janitor recreational rectum manager

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

When i came in like your granddad, with a handbag full of abstract rap crap.

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,