This is a song about "Grave yard days"

Baby got that super bass

You better dig your grave

// [you can fence in your yard]

A working genius, a work of art

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

All gotta do is stay in a front yard

See, where i come from is hard

// [you can fence in your yard]

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

So i figured i could trust you to stay in the yard

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Elvis start turnin in his grave

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways