This is a song about "Graveyard"

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard

You think my shits hard, cause i go to the graveyard,

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Small things turn to the big - one death to the graveyard

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Send you to the graveyard and char you with my fire blast

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Lol to the graveyard, your tombstone says "here he is"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses