This is a song about "The death of society"

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Because they will be the cause of death eventually

Not just myself, but most of society

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

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

Like shadows in the valley of death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits