This is a song about "Rock is dead"

But it's too late,fabiana is dead

This is like love, that you can never get

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

And closest thing you get to god is being dead and gone

They think the rock is cool, they take and make it then,

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

But even then i'll rock the dead in hell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,