This is a song about "Reaper guns"

Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

She got a face to die for talking grim reaper

I think it excited her

Man, i'm like a reaper

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Artillery weak with guns

Guess they ran out of options

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

The grim reaper, universal peace seeker, the peacekeeper,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her