This is a song about "Waking up in a tomb"

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

That rapbox shit, its over with like waking up when that coma quit

Ends in a fuck to cover up the muck we stew up,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Sleeping in the ground on a mound full of shit i'll spit on your tomb, i would've even

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up

Up beside them... in a burrow

At this love thing toe to toe

Blow up and being in a position

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,