This is a song about "Funeral"

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

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

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

At his funeral his mom was 9 days late,

Im at your funeral getting slurped in the church

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

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

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row