This is a song about "Six feet ahead"

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

Went out and had a church of kids

(six minutes, six minutes)

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Remove the gravity from your feet

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

Until it hits em, like a mocs a killin' 'em and they're six feet under

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I'm ahead of this rap novelty

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

Yeah he's six feet under

Let me change the temperature

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Planned nothing for the week ahead