This is a song about "Paul walker dead"

Like sally mae on college debt

You all should be fukn dead

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

She got back with her old boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

You walk around sideways like a shot walker

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

All you niggas dead , dead fake

So call me paul revere cause she was cummin' until i finished.

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Back from the motherfucking dead

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet