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

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

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

Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess

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

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

If you stepping where my steps is you just asking for a death wish

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera