This is a song about "Remains"

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

Your legacy remains in the song, remember this

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same,

In my throat remains a lump,

I ain't trying to be ignorant

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

A slain dame displayed with only torso remains in place

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

As our remains remain in constant dispense

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

But my record remains impeccable