This is a song about "The dead"

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

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

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

A delusional world that was brought back from the dead

Bring life to the dead, uplift the upset

Your heart was false just like the words you said

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

But i dont never play

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I'm assured the victim's dead with murder expertise,

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around