This is a song about "Rest in peace chris"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Kill em time rest in peace into an eternal sleep

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

It beckoned to be latched to me definitely till, the death of me when i rest in peace buried

She can finally rest in peace, as she waves her hands

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

You're tryin' to rise over mandala, there's no peace in his rest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

So rest in peace in my hand

I'll get to em when i land

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

All i ask, rest in peace

That'll do anything that i please

As we rest in peace maggots eat us out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd