This is a song about "Rap is dead"

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

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

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Boom! now that she is dead

I respect that you don't know yet

Your shit is dead and outdated

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

This is the pinnacle of rap

Your rap is so shitty!

Who trill as me, roll two of tree