This is a song about "Drop dead"

Your raps are so brain dead

Probably die getting some head

You could say i'm friends with fred

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Body after body i watch them drop

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Want the title but im always fighting under card

I bring the axe down, tell em drop dead, leave em charred

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Back from the motherfucking dead

Dead , shot etc

So when ya see me nigga

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Even when my dreams are dead

Let's enjoy our younger years

And drop dead, no more beef lingers