This is a song about "Dead body man"

Man our raps'll leave you in a casket yo, you'll be six feet deep body bagged below

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

She don’t give her nigga head

That rap is mostly dead/

Overspread my whole body

Smoking on a marley

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My god come before this bread

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.