This is a song about "Dead baller"

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

If your man want to bet

I could say that i'm a baller with the riches and dough,

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

Dead , shot etc

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Well i'm fruit punch concentrate and they water

Mine is worth more than pay of a pro baller

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

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

I work hard for everything i get