This is a song about "Closed eyes"

I love you and im sorry then her eyes closed as he is holding her lifeless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

The case is closed, i'll make 'em toast, emcees rhymin' on beats,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

Hand to hand in the cold

Best stay away when the door closed

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Mouth closed i'll beat you in this battle.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

I closed my eyes and thought back to my plans that i set.

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost