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

Oh god if only they could see the poverty in my head, the distress,

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

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Give a mic the kiss of death

I can taste the salt from my tears

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

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I'm a genuine dexter, i kill the time with death