This is a song about "Left 4 dead"

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

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

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

In the club like fuck it, though

But had to understand that was 4 fools

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

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

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down