My eulogy, an ode to my creativity, so why's everybody always shitting on me? why cry now, with your heads held down, your supposed to show you care before I'm in the ground, smiling down on you, casting a frown on you, I really hope you heart that sound 'round you, cuz now i'm haunting you, instead of flaunting you, you remember the days when I was wanting you? They're long gone like my love for you, so now i'm shoving you, I hope you finally appreciate all the things that I've done for you, while I was loving you, cuz now i'm hating you, instead of parading you or serenading you now i'm just debating you, why in the hell is it always about you? you, you, you, fuck you! what about me? this is MY eulogy.