This is a song about "Dead nigaas"

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Allegedly dead and rapping whiter/

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Like night of the living dead

If your man want to bet

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Fuck around with me you just get dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Need an appointment wanna be dead

My god come before this bread

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

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

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead