This is a song about "Rest in piece"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

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

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Engraving your tombstone saying "rest in piss"

Go! you free to go about your business

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

I can finally rest in piece and sit in my wooden chair.

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Rest in peace to my vagabond

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I am the missing piece in this puzzle.

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble