This is a song about "My dead father2"

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

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

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

Im way out of my head, i can't think anymore my brain i fried, it's dead

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

My phone isn't dead cause i can hear it beeping

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And to prove it i can be virgin to my fucking dead.

And don't perform after him or you might regret