This is a song about "Coffin in the back"

In the back of my mind

Good help is hard to find

I wreck lyricist to the point were they pick out the coffin before i burn em on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Dominic is back from the coffin and this year he brings the pain..

Help me with something in the back

This is why her nigga mad

On they car note to go to the club

When your love lies in the coffin woken up

Try to jack and i will attack

Attack raps with the knife in the back

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

I've fallen in shock in a coffin that's locked

Now that's what you call a game

He in the back spooked from the fame