This is a song about "The shadow of death"

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Obviously have yet to unveil the fear of death so get bodied

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Gratitude for access to the shadow of greatness

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

I can taste the salt from my tears

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Spending her time with him i guess

Give a mic the kiss of death