This is a song about "Dead ass niggas"

She don’t give her nigga head

Boom! now that she is dead

And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

All you lookin ass niggas need some originality

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

You bitch ass niggas know my name, i'm in that bentley fire flame

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

And this will be the song that we sing

Couldn't give a dead rat's ass, you treat it with spite, or besiege

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Cuz once the world gets on my ass i’ll be dead,

That i just haven't came up with a name yet