This is a song about "Girl reaper"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Scary like the grim reaper,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,

Reaper just take me already, i wanna show them man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

You know...you know who you are

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I hate your whole demeanor, here to end you for good like i'm the grim reaper.

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

The grim reaper took him and now he's a sleeper

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I'm the reaper cuz have the sithe in my hand