This is a song about "Mourn drowsy exausted aghast radiate"

He gave 'em the platform

Burned and sunk, i will not mourn

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

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

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

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

February seventh is the day i was born but it is also a day that rappers mourn

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm