This is a song about "My grave"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Elvis start turnin in his grave

This is no trial, this a closed case

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Any phrase mentioned's meant with grave intentions,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Don't you fall from grace

Get drag'd 2 a early grave

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Or to dig your grave... but my mind won't make up it's mind and behave!