Party in the Afterlife

Dear God, cover me with the blood of Jesus send me your light

And love let us heal and reveal the answers we need to succeed

Keep me on path and purpose give me focus guidance

Instinct accuracy and concentration to manifest destiny

I'll do you I'll do you I'll do you

My life's a Netflix drama put it on pause

Like a comma writing this for my karma

Heat seek be the sauna

Global warm no tomorrow

Don't believe ask Obama

Ramesses body armor

Hood street get up on ya'

These spoken words finger snaps

Neo soul bring it back

Fast living its a trap

Unforgiving getting snatched

Debt and taxes to the max

Never shot heroin or craps

That means dice if you black

Live my life through these raps

Was the first but not the last

To put New Orleans on the map

PR darling it's my calling from jump and from scratch

Let's collab at WeWork, for what its worth, we still hurt

Everybody out for self, don't want no help, yeah me first

Got beef over turf, watch me feed you a verse

Gucci, Louis, grab the bag, lottery or the purse

Chicken heads with them dreads, they come out on the first

Fifteen of the month, clocking me like clockwork

Walk like zombies, stick together like Siamese

Twerk, twerk, feel my pain, it's a tear jerk

Damn shame, my knee hurts

Google me, search, family first

Removing thee curse overcame

Success in my vein say my name

Taking you back to thee church, my rebirth

We gonna party in the afterlife when I'm dead and I'm gone

Bury me with my microphone party in the afterlife

When I'm dead and I'm gone karaoke and sing alone

I thought I'd be famous, get the Bozack, lick the anus

Slept on me like the pavement, concrete in the basement

You in a mansion complacent

Top dollar rottweiler scholar

But I ain't from Cambridge

I ain't Dorothy Dandridge

Icon in the making

Go for broke like Hammer

Told ya'll boys I am dangerous

I'm from NOLA

I tried to told ya'

We rock like Tupac and Deepak Chopra and Oprah

Calypso and Soka

I'm a big boss a Nova

Couch surf on my sofa

Skinny dip come on over

A trained soldier driving you insane like a Range Rover

Feel my wrath like Kane and J Hova

DMX rest in peace

All my dogs on a leash

Wilding out in these streets

Speak my mind, say the least

Like Biggie, I'm Beast

Might be small, but I'm Chief

Food for thought we gotta eat

Lot on my plate

I ain't a cheap date

Kendrick Lamar vs. Drake

Feels like we back

In 88 got George Michael kind of Faith

I spit these rhymes

For these violent times

Second line funeral & wake

We gon' party in the afterlife

When I'm dead and I'm gone

Bury me with my microphone

Party in the afterlife

When I'm dead and I'm gone

Karaoke & sing alone