This is a song about "The death of society"

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

This rap shit til the death of libertines

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

My criteria ain't even that serious

And now the chance of my death increases.

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Because they will be the cause of death eventually

Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

Constant fear of death the only thing that's keeping me alive

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

This is the same society