This is a song about "Valley of death"

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

The river of death has brimmed his banks

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

This rap shit til the death of libertines

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil:

I've conversed with the valley of death, and it tells me it's a test.

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

As long as there is the opposite of death