This is a song about "Dead angles"

Like night of the living dead

Like sally mae on college debt

Sunroof flow so over your head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

That rap is mostly dead/

Ain't finna peak yet

Boom! now that she is dead

One day a bed

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Back from the motherfucking dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

On the bible you can run

Like they're angles from heaven.