This is a song about "Your dead nan"

Dead they chose money over your head"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

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

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Your shit is dead and outdated

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

Journeyman with no fans. i'm the boogeyman, spearing your nan,

And dont you forget it cuz your dead bro.

Get you high, keep it on the low

Living dead sees ya, comin for your flesh he's the

To liberate yourselves, africa

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,