This is a song about "Niggas in a coffin"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I'll put the "nail in the coffin" in this game i "takeover",

I've fallen in shock in a coffin that's locked

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Cause the niggas i grew up wit' wanna see me in a beam

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,

I lost the nails to my closet so imma put the nail in the coffin 'fore everything starts falling,

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

I feel i'll leave you niggas in a fuckin' spot when bustin' shots, golden chrome,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Fuck them niggas though, i'm a rebel in the living flesh

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

When your love lies in the coffin woken up