This is a song about "Left 4 dead"

Get rough with me, that night flow

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

All my friends dead,and so much bodies left

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

When i turn left or right i see dead in the night, lying on the street they got cold feet,

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

To pack a punch and leave you left for dead in the scene

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

But had to understand that was 4 fools

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I can give your complete death, but i left you just half dead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet