This is a song about "Funeral"

My reepings your end soon your funeral you'll attend

One parent above, the other live scared

I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

Im at your funeral getting slurped in the church

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

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

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

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

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

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

At your funeral everybody toasted

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit