This is a song about "The undertaker"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker

The savage with the statics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Lobsters and shrimp im good

The dopest on the planet

I'm in the the real world

We left em a world that's cursed

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

I love your ambition

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

We have nothing in common

You're the snow, i'm the sun

This is love, nothing else close

The more battles the better the flows