This is a song about "Your dead man"

And please never disrespect my set

Dead they chose money over your head"

The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Your being pushed into the dead sea

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

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

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Blam! straight in your head, you are already dead

Your shit is dead and outdated

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.