This is a song about "Ya dead nan"

Nobody ain't own us yet

Boom! now that she is dead

My voice make her wet

That rap is mostly dead/

Even when my dreams are dead

Kick back and know yo son set

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

That dead awake will rip through the metal plates, ya,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

The proverbial lemonade that i made

All you niggas dead , dead fake

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Leave ya dead, i roar no more questions left guessing if i'm hardcore

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Invade their area, dead bodies everywhere, i'll carry ya/