This is a song about "Your almost dead"

Reading your so called rap almost made me break my computer.

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Your rhymes are soweak it's almost like they are theological,

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Last sigh expressed on why was it done but your fucking dead!

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

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

I can give your complete death, but i left you just half dead

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

And i feel that feeling-i'm almost dead

Give us this day, our daily bread