This is a song about "Cradle to the grave"

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

You aint no grave digger, now drop the gun 'n stop fuckin with her/

Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

To do this was my decision cuz i have this vision that one day my raps will

Game face is fatal, rock the beat to the cradle.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I used to say i wanted to dive into my grave, but you helped me

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see