This is a song about "A funeral"

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

Appearance to his funeral left me boxed like a cubicle.

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

A store that dosen't get a

To liberate yourself, africa

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow

Like a baby without a diaper

Stir up all these feelings inside of her