This is a song about "Grave"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Im an undertaker, grave digger, and reaper

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

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

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

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

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Any phrase mentioned's meant with grave intentions,

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Looking for them better days

Get drag'd 2 a early grave

Elvis start turnin in his grave

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

'' you shall come to your grave in ripe old age,