This is a song about "Grieving"

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

Justins back and he aint leaving, shit happens but no more grieving

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Its worse then grieving maybe tonight im leavin( *gun shot*)

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Succeeding no chance of grieving

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Are grieving and broken

Fuck it, i'm done

So done fucking breathing, so done with all this grieving

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

This kid fought for his country and his actions have him grieving,