This is a song about "The grateful dead"

And i'm fucked in the bed. and i'm fucked when i'm dead.

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Grateful to be near you

It's really not an issue

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

And i should not be woken, i'm the walking dead

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Beat her ass on the weigh in, bitch already dead

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Cuz once the world gets on my ass i’ll be dead,