This is a song about "You re dead to me"

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

You a lady boss, now you fly free

She michael jackson bad

Hell naw you need to re-think that

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Fuck around with me you just get dead

I respect that you don't know yet

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Dead off, a bronze metal if you ask me / blast me

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

If i die before i wake

All you niggas dead , dead fake