This is a song about "Grandma rest in heaven"

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

That im collecting your debt, demons up in heaven,

Rest in peace to my vagabond

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Or this beat rest in peace

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Oh lord please up in heaven i'm down for whatever.

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven

You're tryin' to rise over mandala, there's no peace in his rest

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I know you're in heaven now, and there's nothing i can do.

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you