This is a song about "The valley of death"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Not were in the valley of the shadow pioneers

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

This rap shit til the death of libertines

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

The river of death has brimmed his banks