This is a song about "Man who could cheat death"

I put the nigga in his casket

Not really, man i thought i could quit

Who could be hiding over there? (me!)

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

The man who made me follow things through.

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Let's have a toast for this new love

Who knew words could influence the masses

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

But least you could do's to break the ice, man

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

But least you could do's to break the ice, man

Murdering man who fucks chicks

Shout out bobby on hundreds