want my words 2 touch people in a certain way
want them 2 listen 2 what i have 2 say
want 2 paint a picture with my words as clear as day
want 2 leave my problem filled lifestyle & get away

wish 4 a sunny sunset no clouds in sight
wish 4 a day thats not as dark as night
wish 4 good splif tired of being tired from weed that dont make me high, i want the good shit that make you feel like a spaceshuttle above the sky
its the only fact of life homie, everybody die
depart as tupac said the ghetto in the sky
might sound impossible but it aint a lie
so why waist your time on earth being shy
go all out motherfucker its do or die

so ask yourself the question why?
why ask the question 4 yourself?
what really is real in the reality that we live
why is it so easy 2 take but so hard 2 give
why is it so easy 2 die but so hard 2 live