This is a song about "Internal death"

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

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

Dc has never seen such progress

I shall but love thee better after death.

With illusion's confident lyrics and internal rhymes with attitude and the cool

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Astral projections, see my internal reflections

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

Fertile internal eternal fraternal

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle