This is a song about "Souls and death"

And i'm a just take another guess

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Me and my crew the best we do this to the death

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I rather give you my last to see you live again

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Forgetting not my true purpose, i proceed to killing and sending souls up

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love