This is a song about "Grieve"

You'd suppose you're deceased, cause i grieve like a grievance

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

And i know - there'll never be peace

Yet now it is for your graces we grieve...

Now yu alone cuz she gone, no time to grieve or mourn,

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

I say "stay", she wanna leave

And i couldn't even grieve,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?