Yo i decided to come at death from the angel of Euthanasia - where sum1 asks u 2 kill em 2 end ere suffering:
EUTHANASIA
Ma homie given by god, 6months left on dis plain with his squad
Diagnosed wit Terminal Cancer, deres no cure - its an evasive answer
He was the best of us, undeserving to become one wit tha dust
Lord was takin him 2 soon, 6months was only 12 cycles of the moon
Spent his life as a creater, purer heart then Mother Teresa
I was his homeboy, to help any means i eventually employed
Couldn't bare to see him whrithing in pain, his face emphasised the strain
His face becoming emaciated, he was restless even when sedated
Then 3months in b, he came to me, emplored me as his G:
"I can't take dis homie, I cant be askin ma mama 2 wipe ma shit 4 me
I'm so weak dats how its gettin and I'm loosing ma pride
I need you to help me man, so I don't go undignified
Da Kemo,its makin ma health depreciate, to graphic ends u cant relate
The pain is relentless, tha analgesics are simply powerless
All you gotta do yo,is switch dis I.V right here for simple h2o"
"I luv u 2 much 2 be tha end to yo existence
Man you gotta fight dis, wit yo every ounce of resistance"
"I dun fought, it aint worked and now im distraught
I'm askin you on the real, do it 4 me,or i'll do it maself wit tha steel
Ma death will be passive, painless and hardly even long
It'll be a mystery, ma death surrounded by thick white fog"
"Its yo the simple fact, I cant see maself even doin dat
I dnt wanna c u go, r u feelin me yo?!?"
"I'm tired of being ppls burden, dis is ma time, dats 4 certain"
"Homie I'll Think it over, cos right now all i can do is cry...."
"4sho dog rememba, I need u, just 4 dis 1 last time"
I went home and deliberated, I couldnt believe what had been stated
Sit dere and imagine dis stories composition, from ma position
Cud u take yo boy's life, to end his pain n strife
So many thoughts created, evryone was hated and coldly rated
I cud c how he wanted me 2 do it, that werent da shit
I didnt think i cud liv wit dat, so i thought i'll jus giv him a gat
Fuk dat, dats cold, I decided to help ma boy ease his soul
So I went bak 2 him, and told him id help, god 4giv ma sin
He told me what to do, i was in pieces, i didnt hav a clue
I switched them bags, Wit evry movement, ma heart felt a crash
As soon as i was dun, we embraced, the windows flooded by sun
His eyes lit up, like a youthful joyous cub
I left, I shut the door, got a phonecall bout half-past four
I knew the impending message, so I let it ring on da dressage
i layed down, closed ma eyes and visualised
Ma homie in heaven, smilin down with grateful eyes
And with a tired sigh, I heard a voice from up high
"Thanks homie, u ma man, dogs 4 life"
FDBAK YO EVEN IF NEGATIVE - AND DONT JUS SAY IT WAS SHIT 5/10 TELL ME WHAT 2 DO 2 MAKE IT BETTA...PEACE ( I ALWAYS RETURN DA FAVOUR)