This is a song about "Dead ryan"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

That's boa, see that's my set

Your raps are so brain dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Eh yo ryan, this ones is for you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Even when my dreams are dead

In this rap game you must be dead,

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Like malcolm said, but shit malcolm dead

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Ryan spits hot fire

Sucker mc’s should call me sire