Open Mic At My Funeral

My friends and I we laugh about who's gonna bite it first Talk about who's married and who's jokes are getting worse Drinking Hennessy in Tennessee with the people I love next to me Trying not to freak out Will I get buried in my home town? Searching on the internet to see if my name trends Cuz I'm afraid that I'm might be somebody to forget Mama told me money only brings fair weather friends I'm trying not to freak out, now When I say goodbye, one final goodnight Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind? My greatest mystery, is will they miss me? And when I leave I promise it's okay to cry At my funeral I'll leave an open mic I dreamt you gave a eulogy you think nobody heard And I know that my family thinks death is just a word But words are worse than weapons and I'm getting scared of guns I'm trying not to freak out, now When I say goodbye, one final goodnight Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind? My greatest mystery, is will they miss me? And when I leave I promise it's okay to cry At my funeral I'll leave an open mic I hope that when I'm up there, I won't want to look down once But if I do I hope they're having fun I hope that they're having fun When I say goodbye, one final goodnight Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind? My greatest mystery, is will they miss me? And when I leave I promise it's ok to cry At my funeral I'll leave an open mic I hope my friends get wasted and my siblings all get stoned Whoever ends up there just hope nobody feels alone