This is a song about "Kickin the bucket"

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

I shoot i hear the buzzer the ball hit the bucket and flushed right in

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I put that nigga in his casket

My doc kicked the bucket, so i said fuck it,

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

Could i be the same one who came from a far away life

Great's always kickin' knowledge, the devil's alive,

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit