This is a song about "Trapping anit dead"

Even when my dreams are dead

Woo-hah, got you all in check

If i should die before i wake

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Do you want to end up dead?!

Im trying to see her in bed

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

Hating my macking, they asking

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Need an appointment wanna be dead

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

My voice make her wet

Believe me, i'm beyond dead