This is a song about "Mourning"

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

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

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

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

When people bell phone and its off they start mourning

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

The world is waking up, you can hear the pigeons yawning

Come at me and your mom will be mourning

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring