This is a song about "Scucide note"

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

My words are a #death #note, dont be mislead

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

I'll mail them to your door and send a note

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

On a low note who knows the path to fame,

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

But the note in his hand can not be ignored

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort