This is a song about "Mourning"

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

They are not confident when im talking

When people bell phone and its off they start mourning

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Come at me and your mom will be mourning