This is a song about "Valley of death"

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

And now the chance of my death increases.

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

The river of death has brimmed his banks

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,