This is a song about "Dead nigga"

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

If not we're practically dead

That's boa, see that's my set

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

How beautiful are thou, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Dead , shot etc

Even when my dreams are dead

Im trying to see her in bed

Your heart was false just like the words you said

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,