This is a song about "Deceased grandfathef"

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Who scheme to leave disease unsheathed to deceive those deceased

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

You'd suppose you're deceased, cause i grieve like a grievance

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Piles of deceased emcees if one word of disrespect is released to me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Death deceased never left a badder stink, prepare to rinse with antiseptic stings,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Emcees can just be deceased and leave it in peace, beast mode,

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,