This is a song about "Death be not proud"

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I fear not death before its my time i'm liquid cyanide,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

And pray to be an asian and stand proud, but til then i'm shook

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Because they will be the cause of death eventually

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Cos there should be someone watching ur death ceremony

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I have never been cracked out at karoake i should not be proud of myself

I'd rather be proud to get by, like when frankie came out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one