This is a song about "Rookies death"

Dc has never seen such progress

What you getting is death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

The freshness of my breath bring your death

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Silly bitches gon' follow

Death is a bitch i know

I shall but love thee better after death.

And i'm a just take another guess

Carefree i don’t need the stress

That's all u need is death

Just before they seen my money in the green

Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Weatherproof as leather shoes, we sever through you rookies