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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Overpriced change in a coffin saying sorry

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

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

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

Driving my car to a foreign place

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

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

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine