Emily Dickinson
Chillin’ Wit Emily D.
[Verse 1: Dolly Lama]
Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality
We slowly drove, he knew no haste
And I had put away
My labour, and my leisure too
For his civility
We passed the school where children played
Their lessons scarcely done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain
We passed the setting sun
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible
The cornice but a mound
Since then 'tis centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity

[Outro: Dolly Lama]
Ay what up Emily
I feel you girl, for real haha
Hokus pokus ight
We’re here to stay