This is a song about "Dead angles"

Smack another person dead

Like a church in debt

Dead , shot etc

You're fucking with me, nigga

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Do you want to end up dead?!

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

If not we're practically dead

My voice make her wet

That rap is mostly dead/

Give us this day, our daily bread

You all should be fukn dead

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed