This is a song about "My dead niggas"

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

All my niggas ride or die

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

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

She always comin back

My niggas getting mad

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Way too much right here is at stake