This is a song about "Jimmy casket"

I'm gon remember her, but still

"hey you,i got a casket for you to fill!"

And a head like jimmy neutron, now who's tryna be my cindy?

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

And talk some more shit

Better be closed casket,

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Your lucky not a casket

I be on some other shit

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Wait, i also in engraved td to his casket!!!!

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

And put in a casket where you'll rapidly get colder

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer