This is a song about "Welcome to my rap game it s real this is survival of the fitest do or die i m a reaper so u best fear your doomsday of facing me is drawing near"

Here i come ,rap is gettin ugly so game to give it a facelift

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

The shit you do to me is no fault of your own,

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Im a killer its my mental thriller, im not a singer but yes, i am a sinner,

Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Listen to every word i say or might obtain, in my world this is a crime game

This is the pinnacle of rap

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

I play the best of my game, it blasts through a tape cassette,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Is it me or is it you?i dont have a clue,all i know we die trying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying