This is a song about "On death row for rape"

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

The antichrist, on any night i video tape the rape of anne's delight

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Throw her remains into acid and watch as they begin deteriating all the way to death row,

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Won 7 battles in a row and im ready for more

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks