This is a song about "Cemetery"

Ballin til the buzzer blow

I got that gold cemetery flow

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (huh yup!)

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (huh yup!)

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Cemetery and bury it,

Cemetery is their new home, they couldnt handle my off the dome

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see