The Death, The Funeral - Sean Leon

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