This is a song about "I laugh at your own bloody death"

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I felt like i needed to die my own death,

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

And laugh in your face as i beat you with ya own cast

At times i feel death is the best win

Catch you up on places i've been

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

While i be blowing buzz, you be blowing your bloody nose, bitch

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Cause at this age i’m at, i can make my own performances

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

It's very potent so you're sipping at your own risk,

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath