This is a song about "Funeral for a f"

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

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

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

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

When she f***in' turns around

My niggas clownbring a pound

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

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin