This is a song about "Dead relatives"

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

But i can't kill somethig already dead

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Like malcolm said, but shit malcolm dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

I respect that you don't know yet

Now you wish i was dead,

Dead , shot etc

You're fucking with me, nigga

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

And please never disrespect my set

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Come back to reality/ relatives begging's to start a family/