This was a topical I wrote for a battle I was supposed to have in V.E. on delicate decisions


Pulling Tha Plug

Drivin down I-75, grain grippin and lane switchin
Next thing a nigga know…I’m on the ground twitchin
Sirens blarin in my ear, shards of glass everywhere
Lookin at tha paramedic wit a blank stare of despair
Last thing I remember I was passin tha blunt to my mans
Now as I lay motionless all a nigga thinkin is …“damn”
I’m in tha back of tha truck…now they takin my vitals
They on tha RV talking to medics waitin for our arrival
I’m blackin in and out, can’t keep a grip on consciousness
Everytime I wake up I’m thinkin “I must be blessed”


I’m in the hospital now, can’t even remember tha ride
I awoke and all my family was right by my side
I prayed to tha lord…thanked him I was still alive
Still had movement in my head but I couldn’t vocalize
But that’s o.k. I’m livin and that’s all that mattered
Until the doctor came in and my whole world jus shattered
Told me I’d never walk again that I’d never talk again
Only way I’d bring sin into this world is by thinkin it in
“Do u understand what I’m saying…blink if you get the point”
Tried to say yes….…but could only blink with disappoint


Day one I cried for hours and I couldn’t wipe my tears
Wondered what my life would be like in a couple of years
Mom and dad came on day two, to soothe and console
But nothing could soothe me…I had no body control

Life as a vegetable…mom and dad carryin quite a load
And I’m cryin everyday…I’m at the end of the road
My parents loved me and they did this to show their love
Not wantin me to suffer…told doc “PULL THA PLUG”