This is a song about "Dead bodys"

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Like night of the living dead

She don’t give her nigga head

Your raps are so brain dead

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

I went slow, and said go low go low, so i did and than are bodys went in a perfect flow,

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Cause everytime i grab the mic i make bodys rock

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Killin the competition, leaving it dead