This is a song about "Casket"

As they open the casket, and lie him down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Happy until their casket gets closed, i'mma go out guns blazing

Put my foot in your casket

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

I'm back and on track, you'll be packed in a sack or a casket

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

I just want 'em scared before i show 'em the casket

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

And the drastic aspects, just so you know that i'm pissing on your casket,

And put in a casket where you'll rapidly get colder

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over