This is a song about "A relative that has passed away"

They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income

Former things are passed away i believe in all of these words for it to come

That the world has a beginning and an end

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

Think about when you'll be in a grave, passed away,

Let's duck away for a moment, from the points that i made

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Think i need another play

And my life has been stripped away,

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

What has he done to make the rain go away

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay