[Skit]
He was in hotel room with the twelve of us
All of his bitches together
Popping e-pills and smoking weed
The world only knew of us trough his songs
But never thought we really existed
I remember washing his feet hypnotic

The only liquor he drank
And then we made love to him

Snorted coke on him
Because we knew what coming next

He had countless crimes that we committed at his request
He never snitched on us he had drug
Charges for spreading his love through

Weed and pills and lines which were all
Illegal in the Bahamas
Everything was crashing but he couldn't care less he

Had all the money in the world the Jedi

Was on top and his friends were kings
And queens he was a true martyr

His work was done he never cared about life
The thought of death was more of a reward that was well deserved
After a hard life of blood and battles
He was ready to rest
We formed a circle around him as he stood in the middle
And took the last
Hit of his joint

To Bass be the glory
He raised the Nina to his temple said
Jedi reigns supreme and pulled the trigger
We rejoiced with bittersweet tears as the blood from his head ascended Into the air and
His body to the floor