This is a song about "Chat dead"

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Been teased by the devil, hated in rappad chat

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Do you want to end up dead?!

That's boa, see that's my set

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Back from the motherfucking dead

Even when my dreams are dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed