This is a song about "Grandpa dead"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Finding more light to shed

Do you want to end up dead?!

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Even when my dreams are dead

That rap is mostly dead/

Like a church in debt

Sunroof flow so over your head

Your raps are so brain dead

One dead if i'm am then

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

You all should be fukn dead

Holla out my set