This is a song about "Mom is dead"

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

All you see is red all over my bed cant even see my head cuz im dead.

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.

Boom! now that she is dead

Cutting me this worthless check

My mom is so hardworking,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Bumping me against the world, hello world, kendrick here

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

You better watch your back because your mom is on the loose for twinkies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze