This is a song about "Nigga dead"

Back from the motherfucking dead

Give us this day, our daily bread

Need an appointment wanna be dead

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Code red, which means you go red

That rap is mostly dead/

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

When you strive for perfection

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets