This is a song about "I aint dead"

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

I aint comparing them cos dis aint my department!

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

I still alive,but i wanna be dead

Yeah, they call me country grammar

I aint really a rapper

Now you wish i was dead,

Finding more light to shed

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

And to prove it i can be virgin to my fucking dead.

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

When i was delivered by the doc he stated i was dead

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

So you better run away cause if i reach you your dead,