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

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Made humans hope for the day they'll be carried on a hearse

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Got his mother in all black sobbin, at the hearse,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Even if i die i'll roll up riding a golden hearse

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Shove every other emcee in the dirt cause the state won't pay for a hearse

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

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

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Im end up dead and in a hearse,

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers