This is a song about "Funeral"

At your funeral everybody toasted

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

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

Then for efficiency we shoot up ya funeral

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

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

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

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

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

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

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

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

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral