Death ritual

This is not a song, I'm spilling a 40 ounce for my dead homiez. This is a ritual from a man with limited means of expression to truly expand on his feelings for those who've died and those who are dying. Every time this song is sung Every time this record is spun Every time these notes are played You're still alive I can steal a half decent riff I can yell my fucking head off So I guess it's only fitting that this is how I remember you This is your ticket to immortality This is the best way I could think of to keep you alive in some respect This is not a song....In loving memory.