This is a song about "Gareth bale"

Lookin’ for some action

We blow shit outta proportion,

All i want now, is death

Dc has never seen such progress

Imma ball to the day i fall

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Give a mic the kiss of death

I shed so many tears

That's all u need is death

Yes sir, please confess

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

Somone comes down with the intent of killing i sent him to hell, using an iron bell,

Nope they cant tolerate a minute past the bell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones