do u ever just sit n think that ur life can c tookin c 4 ur eyes blink// its like turning a nob on the sink it can happen all that fast one minute ur here the next ur the past// sumtyme i wonder how long im gonna last// how im gonna die will it c from a shot gun blast// y do i think the things that i do// y do i wana grab a strap n lite up this foo// is cuz he looked at me roung or cuz he wear the roung color// should i grab the homies r do it my slef n it him wit thunder lie him cix feet under// im telling u life is a bitch// n this is how i feel ready to peel n c peeled// wit my wig split// watch dis bitch scatter cuz im sic n demented// like they say live in the streets die in the streets// cuz i rather die in this mustha fucca then 2 live on my kness// never go out like no punk// make bodys slump// cuz im mad at the world n noe one gives a fucc// how i feel r if i cee the next day// n at nite i cry n drop 2 my knees n pray// that i make though anthor day// but at tymes i wanna grab a knife na take this shit like a rapesit take it from a btich but i dont like that shit// im only 17 trying 2 make it// half my life all ready wasted cuz om my mistakes kid// i noe my rite from my wroung but wroung was always rite// thats y i sit n thnk 2 my self im i gonna die 2 nite// lost a lotta homies in this fucced up game that we all paly called life// n yea i noe from my own expernice it aint nice// 17 wit gry hair but does ne body care// form the looks noe// will i ever get the one i loved bacc// duhout it// will she ever noe how i realy felt// prob not cuz im scared 2 tell// but y is it when i think bout it i sherd a tear but when im wit the homies i show n o fear// but i nite thats when it hits// i just sit n think bout life n get so depressed i wanna grab that knife