This is a song about "Fuck me dead"

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Fuck i still wish i was dead,

Is not far from white girls with big bread

It's no longer a new jack city

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Fuck a toast, i'm dead i suppose, main conflict diseases

Dead off, a bronze metal if you ask me / blast me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

" is he dead yet?" then you see she starts giving me head

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

All of those are dead to me, similar to the children's parents

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Fuck she's dead... throw her off the couch, rest my feet on her head.

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead