This is a song about "Being dead"

Now you wish i was dead,

Like sally mae on college debt

I believed in a higher being.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Smack another person dead

Your being pushed into the dead sea

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

So if i do call it's just a check

Back from the motherfucking dead

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

But i can't kill somethig already dead

I get my paper, y'all just hate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Is not far from white girls with big bread