This is a song about "Row row fight the powa"

I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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,

And i made it with that dope flow

Deemed wanted, iv earned death row

If you can't handle the fight,

Jt: no one to hold her tight

My rhymes brought you to death row.7-15 rehabbing like a hooker gettin clean.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Won 7 battles in a row and im ready for more

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Remember 1964 the liston fight

But if i die tonight

Bottom row of the bronze and gold social ladder, bother? don't

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost