This is a song about "Beth greene"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Your esteem's out of wack like a dealer shame it seems that life's grass's isn't greener

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Names and graves and the poor children who's parents are now gone away.

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

I can't describe it, but my love can't be cracked like a pistachio nut

Reefer head with nuggets that's greener than easter eggs and shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers

That he found in a cave, then showed em to their graves!

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,