This is a song about "Bury"

Bury me while i try producing my dreams

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Bury them in flowers

I'm not even gonna bother to bury you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

"forgive my past tricks?" i won't bury the hatchet,

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Now you have to bury me to!

It may be not the same for you

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

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive