(Let the band play) John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh When I die, I just wanna be a legend White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh When I die, I just wanna be a legend White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend I’m gonna be a f**ing legend, gonna live past twenty-seven With them gates upfront my house so pearly white you’ll think it’s heaven Still rocking, clothes looking ratchet like I don’t give a sh** ‘Cause once upon a time I scrounged for that slick eighty cents And I cherished the times I counted them nickels to feed my stomach Then my family made me hungry ’cause I hated the struggling I quit my job in construction, that took a huge leap of faith And now they know the dude who’s rapping with that gap in his face (Upchurch!) John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh When I die, I just wanna be a legend White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend And I ain’t used to this life, but hell I’m willing to take it If I’m gonna be famous then I guess I’m making statements ‘Cause there was times my transportation was these boots on the pavement And now I’m riding in doolies [?] dipped in that pearlescent paint For years before my billboard charts my mama kept me believing I told her I’d fight for success until my damn stopped the beating From now the business choppers sit on how these populous treat me Still Johnny Cash with middle fingers saying f** a celebrity John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh When I die, I just wanna be a legend White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend Small town, shine sipping, tailgate opened when the beat drop Churchman-level high, all my haters need binoculars Because I was a nobody now I’m the beast of the pines I got a fifty from duplexes, now I got shooters on dimes I’m just too barely walking, tiptoeing through all of these snakes But staying humble to my people I’m the king of the stix And I’ll live up under a bridge before I go sell my soul You know I’m going for gold, the best story that’s ever told John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh When I die, I just wanna be a legend White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend