I want rock n roll played at my funeral.

"the wanderer" look it up. It's the first song about a pimp in 19th century if you ask me. lol.

My grandma was just like, "I know you smoke son, just don't drink and I'll be cool with it." like, omg? that's crazy if you knew my family. they are like, all the taskforce.

And my mom, who has always been on the dark side of the law, is now a deputy jailer. With a badge. wtf chuck.

I want all that crazy shit told at my funeral.