This is a song about "Dead orphans"

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Holla out my set

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

You all should be fukn dead

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Even when my dreams are dead

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

But i can't kill somethig already dead

You dead sleeping with them fishes

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

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

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed