This is a song about "Under"

And i ain't trying to land

You fried under that heated lamp,

I pipe in and one night her

Yeah he's six feet under

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Wrap that blunt under after

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Then bury her under the pavement

With such an ugly picture in it and

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Got bitches ducking under covers

I'm not under the influence i'm under the game

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Looking these broke niggas under me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money