This is a song about "Pf death"

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

Ima keep that on the low

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Like nas illmatic i never sleep cause sleep is the cousin death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,

What chu gonna do, laser me to death

I can taste the salt from my tears

Causing death and destruction

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Give a mic the kiss of death

I'm hoping i confess