This is a song about "Young death"

Your music in the car

Young money, d-town's all star

I shall but love thee better after death.

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

So hold back ya tears

That's all u need is death

What you getting is death

I can taste the salt from my tears

What chu gonna do, laser me to death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Like shadows in the valley of death

And peace to this young warrior,

Huh, i can't interpret her