The Death, The Funeral

Look, I’ll tell you what I want
From there you got a choice
Do what the fuck I say, or leave…
I know about relationships and all that 50/50 shit
And I ain’t really with that shit, I’m all about me
A queen is a mans best accessory, and I over accessorize
And I ain’t mind your attitude, as long as it was justified
You say I’m ostentatious, and I stunt too much
I’m like baby how you mean? I don’t stunt enough
But I’m cautious
Couldn’t see the trees from the forest
Or the forest from the trees
Either way we’ll never be
But I’m passed it, chilling in this black suit
Looking really fresh too, laying in this casket
I got this black suit on, but haven’t set a date
I had put it off for too long
The funeral, the funeral is here
And there I am, laying in the casket
Flowers all around me, adjacent to the pastor
And in the first row, my family
We ain’t spoke for many year
I pray that they ain’t mad at me, but I don’t care
Church is full of ex’s, mourning, debating on who I loved the most
Unimportant though, I’m saying, but
For the record, it was Allie
Only girl I’d every marry
Only girl that ever had me
But it never worked…
As they begin the eulogy
A bunch of stories that are news to me
I’m fighting for my soul
The devil makes a bid, then God bids and I don’t even know
Where I’m going, but I’m heading home