This is a song about "My papas death"

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

My style is inconceivable the reason for your death

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

My heart exists as a miracle organ pumping death throughout my body,

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

The death of my father , is the reason for my hate.

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

20 years later my first murder caused his death

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

I felt like i needed to die my own death,