This is a song about "Coffins"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Feel hella awkward, when they auction of coffins.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

And put trash rappers inside of coffins

Ill be the blame for the shortage of coffins

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Buried in bronze coffins from copper you can't imagine

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'll be gorging your organs and scorching your coffins