This is a song about "Ya dig"

You better dig your grave

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Dig it in his stomach and clip his nails with hammers twice as big,

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

She dig me, got my dick in the dirt

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick