This is a song about "She s dead"

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

She went her best, but lexiee's dead, tell her better luck next time.

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

But it didn't matter, she was a good as dead.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Of course she was dead,but it was alright

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

She was dead on arrival

Baby, you're an angel