This is a song about "Rest in peace mitch"

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

I heat up every beat, rest in peace kid, you're fire struck

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

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

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

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

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Told me they would emerge in peace

Got her going down, no teeth

All others d bad asses...may rest in peace

Y'all know that nigga in the movies