This is a song about "My grave"

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

Im no snitch and ill take it to my grave/ interagating me offering me some

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Then i grab a six pack and head on back to the grave

I got something you've been waiting for

Im an undertaker, grave digger, and reaper

They knew who caused it and they wanted you in a grave

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Elvis start turnin in his grave

It'll last for all these crazy days

Mabe you should hide dig our own grave,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

(fast) i don't have all day i might be in a grave