This is a song about "Dead man in afghan"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You can never take me you a dead man walking someone call amc

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

Some afghan leaders were slated evil as they slayed their people in gaping pits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes

In this rap game you must be dead,

Kick back and know yo son set

Kill in a movie sketch pay up or ya dead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet