This is a song about "My dead grandpa"

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Grandpa. i remember grandpa. we turned his life support off like a camera.

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

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

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

My god come before this bread

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

About disaster in the world and

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband