This is a song about "I am death"

For how smart i really am

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Nobody knows alone i really am

With blood splatters on them yet i still look fresh to death

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

All i want now, is death

And i'mma keep ya fresh

I am not powerless, i am powerful

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Years later here i am

I gotta question for you man

Cause i was about ready to fuckin choke you to death

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death