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

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

If a fucker shot your family you wouldn't release the metal,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

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,

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

With your full name in a rap.

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

The rap game's a family, guess that makes me michael bluth

I leave people crying to death in there rooms, man your a failure.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

My family influences me to rap in so many different way

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today