This is a song about "Life and death"

And now the chance of my death increases.

And i need you to show me love

Try to hide, you'll bite the meth and cyanide and fight to death,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And pay less attention on hip hop's death and its resurrection,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Life is hard death is easy so i stay a boss,

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

I got those haters facin death they ass lookin for a life line