This is a song about "Dead"

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

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I respect that you don't know yet

Boom! now that she is dead

In this rap game you must be dead,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

You could say i'm friends with fred

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Probably die getting some head

That rap is mostly dead/

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

And i feel that feeling-i'm almost dead