I think I'll need me more graves Too many caskets on my hands Verse I just sat down at the graveyard//damn I'm tired off burying all these caskets then another one arrives//niqqas never get tired of being body bagged//I think I'll burn their bodies now//just opened my jaw//better know you're done now that I'm here// Dey say Dayan is issa ghost, Yeah ,yeah Thinkin' you could survive was a foolish thought//look at the shadows guess what I brought with me//it's a smooth wooden box with soft cushions for you to lay your dead body in//known to be a legend is an amazing thing when you're one//it's just that you'll never be one//I point a gun of hot verses to your head//I spit hot verses cracking your skull with hot bars now you're cold out//you need more rap skills to hear me sorry to say but they're sold out//you're a rap god now hooray I'm happy for you but that's what your how said//she kept on textin' me bragging about her out of date pussy//I ain't going rough sorry but a grave must go deep six feet under//like your hoe's pussy//I'm going crazy on these lyrics//no chorus just a simple verse// Outro: Mentioning her name would be dissing two people at once which ain't my style 🤧