[Verse 1: Danny Brown] At the church listening to a eulogy Sitting there feeling like this ain't nothing new to me Hate funerals but I had to go Pay respect to my little n***a named Low Low got hit four times with the 4, about last week (?) Now I'm in this church with these old dress clothes Looking at his sister going crazy on the floor Fighting back tears kind of wish I was with him Jump in the casket like take me with him Aunt sung a song made my eyes tear up Palms got sweaty, nostrils flared up Had to leave out I was feeling all crazy Straight to the face had to blow a blunt of hazy No choice but to hustle Seems like every year a n***a lose a couple [Hook: Danny Brown x2] I look around and (everybody's gone) I look around and (everybody's gone) Say your RIP to the dearly departed Say your RIP to the dearly departed