This is a song about "Afton burton"

Then bury her under the pavement

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

I may bury both, hopeless

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Probably in england sipping on tea,while watching tv

Who's from, the other side of the street, we bury it,

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Milton bradley monopoly keep your pieces copped

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Bone breaking, shaking my head then i'll bury y'all/

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

I don't hate you, i'm just trying to bury you's in the ground,