This is a song about "My dead freind"

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

My written's imprinted in the hidden book of the dead

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

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights

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

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

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

And i open my mouth once and leave all these niggas dead