This is a song about "Dede garland"

Getting shot yeah sweating plot

There must be a god

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Shine brighter than the chain of the strike fighter

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Got a black ice chain, and it'll make your mama shiver.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Cocaine, gold chain, mary jane, propane, slow-vane, no brain, red vain,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

I wanted the money and never the fame

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

This for my niggas that really rap hard

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Then it was like a chain reaction of getting banged up