This is a song about "Grave diggers"

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Cause ill get stuck one day, and return to my grave

That portray women as objects, as hoes and gold diggers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Elvis start turnin in his grave

Go get the money out the safe

Any phrase mentioned's meant with grave intentions,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Twelve years a slave, spend more in a grave.

And i just love your flashy ways

His conscience can take him to his grave

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

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