[Poem]
So what are you gonna say at my funeral, now that you've killed me?
Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head
Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead.
Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted. Most bomb pussy who, because of me, sleep evaded
Her shroud is loneliness. Her god was listening
Her heaven will be a love without betrayal
Ashes to ashes, dust to side chicks