This is a song about "The kiss of death"

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

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

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

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

But i guess that shit's just tough love

And now the chance of my death increases.

And if you try to save hip-hop music you can't make mistakes,

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

The river of death has brimmed his banks

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears