the viewing

[Intro]
You're listening to Hollywood Radio
​the funeral
(Oh yeah)
These niggas still playing with me like

[Hook]
It ain't well with my soul, it ain't well with my soul
It ain't well with my soul and I just keep getting old
It ain't well with my soul, it ain't well with my soul
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Walk up in the spot, am I the fetish or a threat?
I've been focused on more action and I stick to saying less
Don't forgive, and don't forget, every moment second-guessed
Chelsea Baby been depressed, I digress
Ain't no keeping it PG, vulgarity made you hurt
We have to expand until I know that I struck a nerve
It's boundaries overstepped, these wounds needed time to heal
My childhood really dead, my anger is really real
See, niggas be policing my penis, say I ain't black enough
My latest flame was darker than y'all, the math ain't adding up
Go and get some bread instead of you moving like a fan
Check inside your pockets, and please stop checking inside my pants
I can never change my stance, I don't need a second chance
Ain't nobody qualified to tell me how to be a man
Difference between you and me, trauma never ruined me
Got assaulted the same night we shot "the eulogy"
Broken bones and sore heart, but I still stand tall
Scared chest and calloused hands, coffin installed
Window to my soul, open access just to see my fall
How can I move on when I've been living life unresolved?
Niggas tried to take me out, but I'm bulletproof
Pull up to the cemetery so you can find my truth
Yeah, you can come to the funeral too
I saved a spot next to me, just for you

[Interlude]
Yeah
Yeah

[Hook]
It ain't well with my soul, it ain't well with my soul
It ain't well with my soul and I just keep getting old
It ain't well with my soul, it ain't well with my soul
It ain't well with my soul and I just keep getting old, nigga

[Outro]
We have to expand—
We have to expand—
We have to expand—