Oxygen

Droppin' down hoppin' out straight out the casket
 Pop lock and drop ya like Huey done asked me
 Mud on my corpse if you crazy I'm bat shit
 Bones be the one the game hate with a passion
 When did it start, I think I know
 The second I chose to come out of my tomb
 Everyone gather and hold hands and let out a big fuck you Bones
 On two one two
 Coming through
 Your crew look like To Wong Foo
 Give a fuck about your loot
 Motherfucker gimme truth
 And if you all out of the latter Imma have to take the first
 Try to bop me for my spot
 Hold up, someone get this boy a hearse
 I'm taking the long way home tonight
 I just need some space, I don't wanna live today
 Ran into the crow of the after life
 He opened up his beak whispered, "Bones, please come with me"
 Dead boy, what big eyes you have
 The better to see you with
 With hands of the witch cursed with one grip
 I will rise from the fire
 Finna blow away with the breeze
 Reporting live from the core
 Making it hard to breathe