This is a song about "Funeral"

I’m so foulx-rayin' every girl blouseforgive me, i’m back calm now

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

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

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

At the funeral smiles covered, their eyes flustered as the hearses cruised

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Then for efficiency we shoot up ya funeral

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

At his funeral his mom was 9 days late,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

At her funeral, yet few will know what really showed her to the putrid hole

You bout the issue bro, cus ive been though more shit then a tissue roll.

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

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights