This is a song about "Incomplete death"

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I'll make you bleed, death guaranteed.

Grow older, closer to death.

Dc has never seen such progress

Causing death and destruction

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I shall but love thee better after death.

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know

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

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

I'm not saying pops did nothing, cause without a dad you're incomplete.

Sign a cdbut right now, does it look too shabby, t?look down can't even see my feet