This is a song about "Bury"

I'll bury you, got mansions up in alaska with the caribou

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

So please just bury it in the shade,

Im washin off another plate

I'm not even gonna bother to bury you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

See her man face-to-face through the glass

I bury lightning in your ass

Bury my foes, up in drift but

On they car note to go to the club

Starting to stink bury her,

Not now not ever

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Now you have to bury me to!

And for this moment no i won't ditch you