This is a song about "Grama died the day after christmas"

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

After the rain, comes a new day

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Moment of silence the music just died today

Those hip-hop games are mine, and if that died within a day or two,

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Then died hard like bruce willis, though the death with not insisted

Much like sobriety brings anxiety to alcoholics day after day.

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

So after this battle i’m light him up like a christmas tree,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

It's same shit everyday, day after day, all the same.

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain