This is a song about "Grave digger"

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

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

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

You aint no grave digger, now drop the gun 'n stop fuckin with her/

Mabe you should hide dig our own grave,

Let's face it, i can’t replace

His conscience can take him to his grave

Yeah hail mary full of grace

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Looking for them better days

His conscience can take him to his grave

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Breaking down the underground call me a #digger

Want to stop those fuck from breathing, snap their necks like twigs, dig em a grave,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space