This is a song about "Grave yard"

February cold as my heart

// [you can fence in your yard]

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Every kid in the school yard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Go get the money out the safe

From the cradle to the grave

No wonder why when times get hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

But i know i see better days

You better dig your grave

See, where i come from is hard

You want to step on my yard,

// [you can fence in your yard]

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