This is a song about "Dead nigga"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Now you wish i was dead,

Like sally mae on college debt

Need an appointment wanna be dead

Code red, which means you go red

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

You could say i'm friends with fred

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

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

If a nigga creep, he get put to sleep dead folks

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads