This is a song about "My dead grandma"

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

All my friends dead,and so much bodies left

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Give us this day, our daily bread

Even when my dreams are dead

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check