This is a song about "Tragic crypt"

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Or let the mob handle that

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Its tragic and dramatic, how you seem so bummed

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

With my donald trump hair piece you're an apprentice

And its tragic i know, cause see i am a menace,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

Put some meaning in your lyrics they're straight tragic

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

The fortune of a fighter turned phantom as tragic struck his life and

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Societal freaks still prided on spinning the leek, how tragic