This is a song about "Dead hookers"

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels

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

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Do you want to end up dead?!

You all should be fukn dead

I respect that you don't know yet

We both teenagers with the same mind state

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Ain't finna peak yet

Now you wish i was dead,

Kick back and know yo son set

Like night of the living dead

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead