This is a song about "Trapping anit dead"

You all should be fukn dead

My voice make her wet

I know i anit dat good at rapping...and my efforts just go in vain...

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

But he don't rule a thing

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Do you want to end up dead?!

Like night of the living dead

You could say i'm friends with fred

My god come before this bread

That rap is mostly dead/

Dead , shot etc

A criminal grind nigga

You can see with your fans

Trapping with the hood rats