This is a song about "Dead baller"

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Do you want to end up dead?!

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Fuck a fake baller, i can clean them with holy water

Code red, which means you go red

Boom! now that she is dead

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

You're a baller we can go hoop

Meet me by the entrance of the tube

Rejected from being a baller, infected with the thinking that we're all nerds

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet