This is a song about "Dead bars"

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Bitch got all them booty shots

This is just a few bars

That's boa, see that's my set

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

You're fucking with me, nigga

Dead , shot etc

Holla out my set

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

And please never disrespect my set

Smack another person dead

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve