This is a song about "The death of patricia"

Give a mic the kiss of death

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

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

Obviously have yet to unveil the fear of death so get bodied

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

'cause i'm about to give the death penalty of pain

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

The death of me would be their biggest relief/ because i've

Like shadows in the valley of death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success