This is a song about "Your grandma died don t be sad"

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

U just better be glad that i pray for you ass, it's sad,

Bad gambling led to sad happenings to be

And all women who had light features, see

Then the world ain't no trick no more

You don;t thin anymore

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I'ma bust open your lip make you look like a sad clown

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Like wu tang sad,you best protect your neck!

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,