This is a song about "A funeral"

Hop on the cable and watch your funeral on cnn

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Any thing to say a a a a a a

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Then for efficiency we shoot up ya funeral

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

My reepings your end soon your funeral you'll attend

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

At his funeral i pleaded how much he will be missed,