[Esham One day die, mama don't cry no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma fade And set the world on fire, watch the sky grey 2x I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I the life of misery through eternity My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a baby My was brass monkey I a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose I sniff bullets my snub nose I grew up on the east side, 7 mile I was raised like a pitbull I developed a behavior I murdered my first man and Jesus Christ wasn't my savior witness,witnessed me takin care of my business So I him on the front porch I took their bibles and em I checked their pockets, em inside out Dumped their bodies in the lake with the 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, what does it really Sometimes it feels I'm fallin,am I close to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my I see visions of and scalpels makin incisions From fatal collisions to suicidal Nobody knows my I bring the pain my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins I was addicted to since birth Crack baby 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 from a dead to find I was blind,too late Mama cry If I could all over I would But I can't,if I could,then my heart might have been I guess I all my time when I lost my mind It makes me sad to hear cryin So dyin I stopped to think what I put you through Much love,I thought you 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 time ago Never ressurected,once the .45 connected With my dome,I saw my misery crack a So put my body in the pile And wait a while you come to the cemetary 'cause you might see my burnin 'cause it's necessary Pine box, my rots with the best of em Mama I'm like the rest of em Mama cry