This is a song about "In my gead"

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

We getting money, you can face the facts

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I want to fight the music on this one

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

In my cabriolet

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

And all women who had light features, see

Rest in peace in my loving memory

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

So rest in peace in my hand

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast