This is a song about "Graveyard"

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

You shook my world and it felt apart

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

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

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

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

This for my niggas that really rap hard

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

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

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