This is a song about "Dead fampires"

You all should be fukn dead

Sunroof flow so over your head

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Holla out my set

Boom! now that she is dead

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

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

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

My god come before this bread

If not we're practically dead

Like night of the living dead

That's boa, see that's my set