This is a song about "George is dead"

And closest thing you get to god is being dead and gone

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Caught george with a hand on his cock

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

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

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

All you see is red all over my bed cant even see my head cuz im dead.

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Christine is found dead, that very next day

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

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

That whatever it creates it will land in the head