This is a song about "Grave yard"

You better dig your grave

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

A working genius, a work of art

You want to step on my yard,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

// [you can fence in your yard]

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

See, and now life seem hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

So rest your weary heart

Just hide them in your yard