This is a song about "Shot dead"

He say, she say." oh my god

So i took another shot

Nobody ain't own us yet

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

All you niggas dead , dead fake

We both had dreams of being great

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.

I wish i had another shot

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Even when my dreams are dead

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!