This is a song about "Ohhhhhhh dig my shallow grave"

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Lyrics pedantic, never shallow or sycophantic

Let's face it, i can’t replace

Elvis start turnin in his grave

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

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

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

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I'mma do this fast or slow

I could see she wasn’t shallow

So i lay alone while you lay with #him, pills leading me to my grave...

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

And chicks dig my tongue twisters

Fresh out the chair with the clippers