This is a song about "Dead uncle"

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

If your man want to bet

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

They go from dump truck slackers to uncle buck, but fatter

Credit card late fees

Even uncle sam agrees.

Like night of the living dead

Finding more light to shed

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow