This is a song about "Deceased grandfathef"

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

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

The beast is unleashed and is yet to be deceased

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Endowin a sense of a trip no deceased pit/

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

I want to commit suicide, i wish to be certified as deceased,

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Shit would have frail dudes deceased

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased