This is a song about "Exposing people is dead"

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

Christine is found dead, that very next day

But it's too late,fabiana is dead

I work hard for everything i get

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Your shit is dead and outdated

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

People wonder why grass is green,

Can't you see? i'm surrounded be these dead people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

This is for the starving people

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this