This is a song about "You killed my cousin"

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

You think you killed it but my ass isn't deceased

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Sleep is the cousin of death and shouldn't be trusted with you life.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Asia grants my cousin and we'd always be discussing

You fuck around and get killed hoe

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow