This is a song about "Dead bars"

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

And please never disrespect my set

So if i do call it's just a check

If not we're practically dead

Back from the motherfucking dead

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

That rap is mostly dead/

My god come before this bread

I be spittin the bars,

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Smack another person dead

Kick back and know yo son set

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Talk sharp like a razor blade