This is a song about "Mourn"

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Now yu alone cuz she gone, no time to grieve or mourn,

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

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

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

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

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

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

Every day i mourn it cuz my love was never dormant,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

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