This is a song about "Coffin"

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

And if buddhism is real, i'm ill to the last coffin

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Your coffin will be made of some nice sanded cedar somewhat

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

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

Hope to lay rap game in a coffin, did

To seize everything you ever wanted