our skin and blood the iron bars of confinement but fear not all flesh decays death turns all to ash and thus death frees every soul my body is a bentley my soul is god meaning you rolling wit allah if you riding wit me the mystery is death to most when niggas get clapped and come back believing in ghosts some niggas come back and don t remember shit except the incident some niggas come back and turn religious they say the flesh is a just a vessel for the spirit and the brain is antenna to teleport thoughts to ya vision but in the mean time we living the criminal life until they gas us in prison back to ether ashes and urns now you just a container of dirt sitting on the speaker or somewhere in the ocean scattered i was taught heaven or hell was understanding mind over matter so what s the meaning of death nothingness most ask by the 85 are like the 25th alphabet rip sent to your doorstep we miss you very much but your soul is free from all the pain and the suffering we all must share so save a spot for the family till we all upstairs  my body is a six deuce my soul is old like a classic from all the shit i ve been thru my conscious is infinite tho now i know so i m taking it slow i m 732 to life and it s taking its toll secure my bloodline wit seven seeds and i put my stories in palm scrolls to bone and skulls is all that s left i m shine death i came close but i guess it wasn t time yet and i wander thru the ages like this believing life is a hell and my death would be bliss while religion promises a heaven i enjoy what i have now wit no guilt cuz that s what i m giving ashes to ash trays and dust smash brains i m just a lost soul navigating path ways i gotta get it right cuz we re in the last days soon we ll meet death the mysteries of black age 