This is a song about "The inevitability of death"

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

This rap shit til the death of libertines

Once it was cut been out of luck, i've had to fight to the death

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Give a mic the kiss of death

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

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

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Once you mess with clever's crew, i guarantee the death of you