This is a song about "Dead hooker"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Need an appointment wanna be dead

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

If not we're practically dead

Is not far from white girls with big bread

These jordan 4′s: check

Now you wish i was dead,

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Back from the motherfucking dead

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

All you niggas dead , dead fake