This is a song about "Dead that"

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

And leave you dead and gone like that t.i and timberlake song

So smack this bitches with your fist, oh sorry your dead !!! okay leave me for that shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Cause now that 2pac's dead,i'm the one to take his place/

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

And when i start to shout she says, i'm sure that i am dead,

Must be something you want me to see

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Y'all best believe ill be switching on that dead eye,

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high