[Esham One day I'ma die, don't cry no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma away And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn 2x I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I live the life of through eternity My mama was a junkie, I was born into this a crack baby My bottle was brass I developed a tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose I sniff bullets with my snub I grew up on the east side, 7 area I was like a pitbull terrier I developed a criminal I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn't my Jehovah witness,witnessed me care of my business So I him on the front porch I took bibles and burned em I checked their pockets, turned em out Dumped bodies in the lake with the trout It all started as a toddler,now I'm a .45 bullet And mama cry Somehow it seems,mama calling my in my dreams Crackfiends, amphetimenes, does it really mean Sometimes it like I'm fallin,am I close to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my I see visions of doctors and makin incisions From collisions to suicidal desitions Nobody knows my I bring the pain my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins I was addicted to since birth Crack goin crazy, so how much is my life worth A boy that bounces 36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam the hip kinda crazy how I'm livin But I'm mad on a ride nigga I'm suicide driven I've arisen from a state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late Mama cry If I could start all over I But I can't,if I could,then my heart might been good I guess I all my time when I lost my mind It makes me sad to mama cryin So many I stopped to think what I put you through Much love,I you hated me,mama see I never knew I guess I the wrong path In the aftermath,many demons screamin my You don't the half I was dead a long ago Never ressurected,once the .45 shell With my dome,I saw my crack a smile So put my dead body in the And wait a while till you to the cemetary 'cause you might see my tombstone burnin it's necessary box, my body rots with the best of em Mama I'm like the rest of em don't cry