This is a song about "You best fear the reaper"

Just to let you know, you are

But you can't hide from this grim reaper

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Face it, i speak the truth, you know you fear it/

My real names grim but you can call me reaper,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

But if its war you want, then i wish you the best

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

You the best bride and i'm the best groom

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/

I wanted a brother my mother i told her