This is a song about "Game of death"

If you ain't about money

Of his death, such similarity

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And now the chance of my death increases.

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death