This is a song about "Dead puppy"

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

It was a black and white puppy dog face sniffing me

Kick back and know yo son set

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

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

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

Cause tears falling down make me ache

All you niggas dead , dead fake