This is a song about "Dead hookers"

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Probably die getting some head

That rap is mostly dead/

I respect that you don't know yet

Even when my dreams are dead

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

If your man want to bet

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

A clever idea to take something they said

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Do you want to end up dead?!

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head