This is a song about "Ove and death"

Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches

And now the chance of my death increases.

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

City national bank evolve into shape

I was lied to and told death is the reason we wait

Some people have it worse than me, and face certain death,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death

Try to hide, you'll bite the meth and cyanide and fight to death,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

She still wanted to protect it, until death came and got her