This is a song about "Society is dead"

Christine is found dead, that very next day

When love comes callin', don’t look away

" is he dead yet?" then you see she starts giving me head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Because you're apart of society,

Third ward general, young cash money

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

There lyrics are more fucked up then this society is.

Your shit is dead and outdated

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

Education requires bright learners,but society is filled with murderers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse