I want to have my funeral
while I'm still alive
because I just, want to see
who cries and who
I'm going to have to jump up
and slap the hell out of
they didn't show me no love
when my eyes were open
and they were hoping
that they would close
those, who tried to keep me down
still, I rose up to grind
those who rubbed me
the wrong way, polished and
made me shine
I have a lot of slapping to do
so stand in line
single file, it's going to
take me awhile
to wipe off the smiles
of those who, drove for miles
to see me put, into the ground