This is a song about "Flowers on my grave"

You better dig your grave

I get that work from my face

Im no snitch and ill take it to my grave/ interagating me offering me some

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Get drag'd 2 a early grave

Don't you fall from grace

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Someone dig my freestyle a grave cause i just killed it.

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Bury them in flowers

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years