This is a song about "Some niggas in the grave and thay anit coming back"

Then i grab a six pack and head on back to the grave

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Winked as he sunk into his drunk grave too early for some, kids sit and piss

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

I know i anit dat good at rapping...and my efforts just go in vain...

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Lucky seven probably poppa

Coming up in the impala.

Tell them niggas we coming

Why not me the same thing

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

They knew who caused it and they wanted you in a grave

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase