This is a song about "Family death"

I’m tryna be low key

I thought you were family

Visiting the family

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

K family, billionaires

So hold back ya tears

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Or even near to my family

What you getting is death

I'm hoping i confess

And so is this whole family

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Murder his family

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Now i'm missin my family

And now that i’m getting money