This is a song about "Dead frog"

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Even when my dreams are dead

Like a church in debt

Your raps are so brain dead

Ain't finna peak yet

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

But i can't kill somethig already dead

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Like night of the living dead

Cutting me this worthless check

Now you wish i was dead,

Woo-hah, got you all in check

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead