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

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

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

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

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

If you give up this battle, i might make it a fast death,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I thought you were a friend

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I always tell the truth even if it leads to my death

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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

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

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla