The Wake

Send them flowers while I'm here
So my mothers could smell them
I will never need them here
I won't really need them ever
Hundred-thousand rose petals
Whole house look like Heaven
Heavy hearts, playing cards
Playing cards like Heaven
Let my nigga speak
Let my nigga speak
Before the reverend
Bury me on the seventh
I will rest like a god
This whole world's a mirage (this whole world's a mirage)
Please remember who you are

(One)
Here lies a man
Destroyed by artificial intelligence
A collection of equations and phrases
Tear through his pure human flesh
(Ay, I seen it coming though)
Salvaged by none other (for real though, like)
Than the dreams of freedom
(He was, he was giving them people his, his information ad shit, bruh)
Hitherto, henceforth daily departure
Why, why this man? (The AI)
Why this young pure soul?
Why?

Yeah, that's his baby momma up there?
She thick