If I drop one tear it’s for my brother
Living alone with no mother
Thought that life couldn’t get any worse
When guns putted my brother in a hearse
Never saw 25, had to put him in the dirt.
Why can’t violence ever stop?
These other tears are for my pops
I was young when he sold rocks
Tried to get back on our feet but we always struggle
Always wonder why are we so poor, but my friends not?
Just jealous of what my friends got
If I can change one thing it would be violence,
No more R.I.P & moment of silence
You are more than just my brother; we grew up like best friends
I know that nothing lasts forever, but I don't want this to end
Sometimes you gotta walk through the darkness to get to the light
No matter how hard life gets, you still gotta fight