This is a song about "Dead life"

She don’t give her nigga head

That rap is mostly dead/

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Boom! now that she is dead

Like a church in debt

Im dead, they're searching for any sing of life like im mars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Like sally mae on college debt

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

Fuck around with me you just get dead

I don't want you to have my permit yet

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