This is a song about "Life is dead"

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Been dead years he's the breath of life that awoke this wreck,

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

That isn't what my life is

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

" is he dead yet?" then you see she starts giving me head

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

Not to mention wale is on the way

Christine is found dead, that very next day

I try to tell them i'm one of the

My wife is dead, all i have is mona