This is a song about "Your almost dead"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Then two days later you are shot dead at your crib

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

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

So you better run away cause if i reach you your dead,

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

A clever idea to take something they said

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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