[Esham One day I'ma die, mama cry no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma away And set the world on fire, the sky turn grey 2x I was born to mourn,I that's why I live the life of misery Forever through My mama was a junkie, I was born into this a crack baby My was brass monkey I developed a brain tumor,now I a half ounce of Rose I sniff bullets with my snub I grew up on the east side, 7 mile I was raised a pitbull terrier I developed a criminal I my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn't my savior Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin of my business So I him on the front porch I their bibles and burned em I checked pockets, turned em inside out their bodies in the lake with the trout It all as a toddler,now I'm a .45 bullet swallower And mama cry Somehow it seems,mama my name in my dreams Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it mean Sometimes it feels like I'm fallin,am I to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my I see visions of doctors and scalpels makin fatal collisions to suicidal desitions Nobody knows my I bring the pain from my migrane, I 23 bufferins I was addicted to caine birth Crack baby goin crazy, so how is my life worth A baby boy bounces 36 ounces I flip,kilograms I from the hip kinda crazy how I'm livin But I'm mad on a ride nigga I'm suicide driven I've from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late Mama cry If I could start all I would But I can't,if I could,then my heart have been good I guess I lost all my when I lost my mind It makes me sad to hear cryin So many I never to think what I put you through Much love,I thought you hated me,mama see I knew I guess I the wrong path In the aftermath,many demons screamin my You know the half I was dead a long 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 till you come to the cemetary 'cause you might see my tombstone burnin 'cause it's Pine box, my body with the best of em I'm dead like the rest of em Mama cry