This is a song about "Your dead nan"

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Your bars are pussy faggot and dead as fuck

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

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

The next day you is everybody target

Then two days later you are shot dead at your crib

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

And dont you forget it cuz your dead bro.

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,