This is a song about "Dead hooker"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Dead , shot etc

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Like malcolm said, but shit malcolm dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

You could say i'm friends with fred

Your raps are so brain dead

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

You think i'm so scared of a little hooker? hah, i should say a little stalker. you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Even when my dreams are dead

Like a church in debt