This is a song about "If i die young bury me in satin"

I may bury both, hopeless

So let 'em chase love

I still got haters

Bury them in flowers

Young chino i go hard in the paint

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

I bury lightning in your ass

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

If i dont die before im 30 than ill be in a prison

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

But can you just tell me why you played me like that, so i can die in pride

Makes me wanna ride till i die

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly