This is a song about "Im a rap reaper from hell niggas slicr you up and swallow your soul"

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I freestyle well my written work's swell and i rap like i'm from hell

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

What a disgrace and these niggas say that i'll go to hell,

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

But who am i just a man,don't follow me,do your own research instead you swallow these