Baby i’mma mess, mess
Grow older, closer to death
Your developmental league don’t see a team
Death is in my dreams, death makes you weak bitches scream
But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death
Games been tamed iced veins to rain death
And i'mma keep ya fresh
That's boa, see that's my set
Ill be beside your death bed
Dc has never seen such progress
That's all u need is death
Dont we have enough death , people
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will