At My Funeral


I’m almost outta here so I’m spillin’ the tea
You knew who I was but you never knew me
I told you this was Hell and you didn’t understand
Now I’m goin’ down the river like it was on purpose and planned
I tried to tell you, I gave you all the clues
Now my cousin is at the alter giving y’all the blues
No one knows why but I had thirteen reasons
But their defense is they hadn’t heard from me in seasons
It’s all good though, we all know the truth
It’s a good thing I was never a Drake in the booth
Now close the casket and get back to your wife and kids
Just know I’ll never forget now matter how many times God forgives


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