This is a song about "Rest in peace nan"

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

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

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Rest in peace in my loving memory

And tell me why would we just think about

As we rest in peace maggots eat us out

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

Where my idol lays resting in peace

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

Rest in peace to my vagabond

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Now i got peace and i'm leavin the rest.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest