This is a song about "The death of simone"

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

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

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

The certainty of death is gradually increasing,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But most times darling the sequel sucks

And now the chance of my death increases.

Because they will be the cause of death eventually

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips