This is a song about "Dune"

Tell her family she ran away to the out back of northern territory

Sorry... not sorry, i probably shouldn't copy another killers story,

You're rap is cold like a freezing winter

Me & mom alone every dinner

On a fuckin submarine, you're below sea level

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

I roam around town with a blunt in my hand, i light that shit up wouldn't expect you to understand

The trees behind me don't do any better since they are all covered by sand

Caged, and the wonder is seen

People wonder why grass is green,

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/