This is a song about "Put em in a coffin"

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

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

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Go to europe and put neurofens in my syrup and stirred em

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Let me put the hooks in write em and just call my journals

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

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

When you look at em, you'll be put in a daze,