This is a song about "Grim reaper"

That damier bag i bought her

Scary like the grim reaper,

Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Ay yo you wonder who i are

But you can't hide from this grim reaper

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

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

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

I am my inspiration

Down my neck, stunned, so grim,

One time give it up for him

All of a sudden i looked grim

Hope he gets better but its lookin grim

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option