This is a song about "Rest in peace grandad"

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

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Steady job providing the necessitys for my family think any differently rest in peace

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Where my idol lays resting in peace

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Rest in peace pimp c, i scream that shit every time i do shows

And you'll leave in one peace

Right flows down and they might go nice

Friendship ties was a severed piece, i even thought that i should rest in peace

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

All i ask, rest in peace

Rideright back to the movies