This is a song about "I aint dead"

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

But i can't kill somethig already dead

Slanted. i aint from japan.

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

I swear to you girl i feel so dead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

I’m pulling you over

I guess i aint a soldier

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I just murdered off this beat, man i guess it's dead,

Work straight out the kitchen

I aint afraid to hit women