This is a song about "The death if a friend"

I'm a death reaper, words cannot express, see the

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

I told myself i'd live with no regrets even if my life comes to a sudden death.

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I lost a fucking friend, sometimes the pain is unreal

Give a mic the kiss of death

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says