This is a song about "Dead nigger storage"

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

You cant afford a mortgage put all your things into storage

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Dead , shot etc

You're fucking with me, nigga

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

That rap is mostly dead/

Sunroof flow so over your head