This is a song about "Dead grandad"

Back from the motherfucking dead

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

I get my paper, y'all just hate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Probably die getting some head

You all should be fukn dead

One day a bed

Your raps are so brain dead

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

They could never understand

But hes dead so you cant

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Allegedly dead and rapping whiter/