This is a song about "Tupac is dead"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

But it's too late,fabiana is dead

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

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

Boom! now that she is dead

Ain't finna peak yet

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

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

All you see is red all over my bed cant even see my head cuz im dead.

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.