This is a song about "Dead poets scociety"

Im trying to see her in bed

Boom! now that she is dead

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

All you niggas dead , dead fake

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Give us this day, our daily bread

Now you wish i was dead,

Kick back and know yo son set

Probably die getting some head

If not we're practically dead