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

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

If you let me, i'm not just a friend,

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

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

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

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.

I just play my part make moves like chess

Give a mic the kiss of death

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

To liberate yourselves, africa