This is a song about "Grave digger"

Maybe your grave,or your tombstone standin straight

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

You would have never exist, people walking past your grave,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Slow and steady wins this race

You better dig your grave

They knew who caused it and they wanted you in a grave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Baby, you got that super bass

Get drag'd 2 a early grave

His conscience can take him to his grave

While i got my hand on the tec, wave