This is a song about "Funeral for a f"

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

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

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

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I'm at the funeral cryin' heavily,

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

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

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

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss