This is a song about "Wedding"

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Wedding presents got my best man at the best buy

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

One day we're perfect, planning out our wedding day.

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

The wedding tape makes me travel back

So call the wedding off the sched. due to loss of your bride

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Bloodstained clothes, at a wedding trying to propose to some of these hoes.

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Until we get everything,the south married to the game just like a wedding ring

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working