This is a song about "Mound"

And put another half a mil in my bank account

You gonna find yourself in a burial mound,

Bound to mound wounds this will be on the news

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Sleeping in the ground on a mound full of shit i'll spit on your tomb, i would've even

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Outta my hiding ground, time to listen to the sound, time to climb up this mound,