This is a song about "Dancing with the dead"

As trippy as a trip could get they dancing with they silhouettes

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Balling like lebron.in the club them hoes be dancing to my song.

She's dancing out on the floor, come on baby give me a twirl

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if i split with my girl

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

I tears apart your dead corpse, then id burn the body with a torch,

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Then they find the bitch dead with the news shocked,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels

It waiting for ya round da corner fans shouting "yeah" dancing the beat.

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married