Haunted with the struggles of life gotta earn a livin' to feed his kids n his wife/
All he could do is jus reach straight for the knife because of things at work that cause pain n strife//
The whole world seems to be takin more than givin' he asks himself what is the point of livin'/
He understands n realizes that it's all unforgivin' but then he comes up with no real reasons for livin'//
He feels so demoted n underprieciated 'cuz of the fact he aint liked he's jus purely hated/
On top of that the poor guy feels descriminated then only to be told his contract was terminated//
He didn't rant or rave, scream or shout he didn't understand what this shit was about/
Then he went home his job was without he had a thought in his head he went with it no doubt//
Scared of what his wife would say something he'd dread because now he cant afford to get a loaf of bread/
He took out a gun from the drawer n placed to his head fired the bullet into his brain this poor pawn is dead//