This is a song about "Dead boy"

Code red, which means you go red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

No toys for you little boy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Even when my dreams are dead

Dead , shot etc

Coroners comfort your mama