This is a song about "Money n death"

I'm hoping i confess

What you getting is death

Like shadows in the valley of death

They at the same spot they making no progress

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

The freshness of my breath bring your death

And death, beaten will decay

Round my motherfuckin way

Grow older, closer to death.

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

The last thing i said to n ur mum n dad was die a payneful death