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

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

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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

A lazy fuck, i'm blazin' bud before im even waking up

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Ever since you've been waking up as a conscious rapper, it's nice out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Deep ass wounds, sense of doom looms, trapped in the tomb, end it all

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

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster