This is a song about "A relative that has passed away"

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Another year has gone away to make way for a new way,

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Let's duck away for a moment, from the points that i made

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

That the world has a beginning and an end

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

And all those brave rappers who fought and they passed away,

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Think about when you'll be in a grave, passed away,

They should take me to a hospital that has some psychiatric

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick