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"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

I prevent the leave of fear it has surrendered me to merit,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die g shit

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

The brink of death is near so don't be afraid to grab it/

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

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Will i conquer, or will it get the best of me?

Will i conquer, or will it get the best of me?

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Do i long to live, or do i long to die? my life is caused to lie.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die