This is a song about "Dead pan"

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Even when my dreams are dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Dead , shot etc

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

Kick back and know yo son set

Smack another person dead

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot