This is a song about "Mourn"

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Every day i mourn it/ i wore my love on my sleeve just wishing that you'd adore it

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Disformed since i was born at 11 o'clock in the mourn with a pen in my hand

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I chose to keep pressin' on the pedal, after we mourn

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

We must come together an mourn for the 9 little ones that have lost their lives

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Then mourn the childs death as a tragedy years later when his face is reworked at a bar