This is a song about "Dead"

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Even when my dreams are dead

And please never disrespect my set

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Dead , shot etc

So when ya see me nigga

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet