This is a song about "Fuck me dead"

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Diss me then go ahead try piss me then drop dead bye

Dead with no identity, they take away apart of me

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

I'll fuck you dead pussy and you dead ass too

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Your bars are pussy faggot and dead as fuck

And if i catch you handing me your dead eyes,

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice