[Esham One day I'ma die, mama cry Ain't no up in the sky One day I'ma fade And set the world on fire, the sky turn grey 2x I was born to mourn,I guess why I live the life of misery Forever through My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a crack My was brass monkey I developed a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of I sniff bullets with my nose I grew up on the side, 7 mile area I was raised like a pitbull I developed a behavior I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ my savior Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin care of my So I shot him on the front I took their bibles and em I checked their pockets, turned em out their bodies in the lake with the trout It all started as a toddler,now I'm a .45 swallower And don't cry Somehow it seems,mama my name in my dreams Crackfiends, amphetimenes, does it really mean Sometimes it feels like I'm fallin,am I to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my I see visions of and scalpels makin incisions From fatal collisions to suicidal knows my suffering I bring the from my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins I was addicted to since birth baby goin crazy, so how much is my life worth A baby boy that 36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam the hip It's kinda crazy how I'm But I'm mad on a ride nigga I'm suicide driven I've arisen a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late Mama cry If I start all over I would 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 never to think what I put you through Much love,I you hated me,mama see I never knew I guess I walked the wrong In the aftermath,many demons screamin my You know the half I was dead a long ago ressurected,once the .45 shell connected With my dome,I saw my crack a smile So put my body in the pile And a while till you come to the cemetary 'cause you might see my burnin 'cause it's necessary Pine box, my body with the best of em Mama I'm dead the rest of em don't cry