This is a song about "Dig"

I'd rather be blind and dig my grave with a spade

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

But only the ho's put the effort in to dig it,

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

Mabe you should hide dig our own grave,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

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

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it