This is a song about "Grandads funeral"

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

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Im at your funeral getting slurped in the church

Notice everyone's faces as they here this nerd's skills emerge

Then for efficiency we shoot up ya funeral

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

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

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

Appearance to his funeral left me boxed like a cubicle.

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

I'm at the funeral cryin' heavily,

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole

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