Make me wanna kill myself, but I see death around the corner.

I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal Trying 2 find peace of mind and still preserve my soul

How many caskets can we witness before we see it's hard to live this life without God, so we must ask forgiveness.

We are weak, please let us in. We're week, please let us in." After about a week tha song is gonna change to, "We're hungry, we need some food." After two, three weeks it's like "Give me some of tha food! I'm breakin down tha door." After a year it's like, "I'm pickin' the lock, comin' through the door blastin." It's like, "I'm hungry.

My mother was a woman. A black woman. A single mother. Raising two kids on her own. So she was dark skinned. Had short hair. Got no love from nobody except for a group called the Black Panthers. So that's why she was a Black Panther.

What of fame? Everybody knows your name: never again are you alone.

Hoping they bury me with ammunition, weed, and shells. Just in case.