This is a song about "Funeral of yesterday"

I make forty-some dollars a day

I remember this like it was yesterday,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Every second since yesterday is filled with nothing but worrying,

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

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

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I'm at the funeral cryin' heavily,

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

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

Them people see my good side

Uh, yesterday just died

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

At your funeral everybody toasted