This is a song about "Grave stones"

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Ill shoot your ass down like it is in a grave

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

We love for a while then a light goes

This is no trial, this a closed case

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

The stones had sympathy for the devil

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

You better dig your grave

I get that work from my face