This is a song about "Note death"

I shed so many tears

What you getting is death

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

My words are a #death #note, dont be mislead

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Blade in her hand and a note on the side as she count to ten,

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

You couldn't step in the zone if i wrote directions on a post-it note

Grow older, closer to death.

So hold back ya tears

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

N whoever that want it, better note that im so focused