This is a song about "Souls and death"

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

And now the chance of my death increases.

Ripping and, drifting a#side like a part of my souls been taken for #life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Some people have it worse than me, and face certain death,

Causing death and destruction

Go where you ain't been

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death