This is a song about "Dead girls"

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

All you niggas dead , dead fake

New york, va, dc, get paid

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

If i don't make that man there dance

Finding more light to shed

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

It's how we put it there

Like a church in debt

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Ain't finna peak yet

Smack another person dead