This is a song about "Revohs dead nan"

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

My voice make her wet

That rap is mostly dead/

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Like night of the living dead

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Im trying to see her in bed

Back from the motherfucking dead

I respect that you don't know yet

You're fucking with me, nigga

Dead , shot etc

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Now you wish i was dead,