Geographic

Enemies of me and mine

Can go kick rocks til you get behind us

You don't mind if we take your spot

Geographically on the top

We don't mind

If you step aside

Honestly it's getting

About that time

You never know if you just live one life

So should I get high and blow it up like a kite?

Me and my family, we're tight like a lock

So if I get hit with a knife or a glock

Burn my body in a sunset

Burn my body in a backwoods

Turn my body to a roach

Throw it in my casket and lock it