This is a song about "Coffins"

It's moe, all i need is more chips

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

I'll be gorging your organs and scorching your coffins

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Buried in bronze coffins from copper you can't imagine

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Ill be the blame for the shortage of coffins

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

Feel hella awkward, when they auction of coffins.

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since