This is a song about "Bury"

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

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Apparent in the air that there's hysteria, they'll bury ya,

Bury me while i try producing my dreams

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Now you have to bury me to!

I'm after you bringing traffic through

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

It's typical how traditionally i position a syllable,

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

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

I'm not even gonna bother to bury you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through