This is a song about "Mourning"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I stopped mourning over past, when i past the stop warning

So i can stab his face and nut on his grave like mourning wood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

We're mourning from the morning to the night, we just mindin',

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

When people bell phone and its off they start mourning

They are not confident when im talking

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

That happen to act like a black president