This is a song about "Left 4 dead"

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

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

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

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

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

And that i spent the night with her

...not wanted 4 murder...

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

Dispensing ends and getting meds to fix the mess you left for dead

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet