This is a song about "Pre ordered your casket"

I ain't trynna be forward

You were just what the doctor ordered

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Wait, i also in engraved td to his casket!!!!

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Chaos, ordered. slaves, freed.

We can't catch the beat

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

This quarter i ordered altars,

Your error will put you in a casket cause you made a grave mistake,

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state