when i die, i want my perents to find me there
with a note attached to me, tied to my hand with care
it will be about me, the shit they didnt know
how i wrote rap music, and how its not all about drugs and hoes
how i wanted cds and shows
to suport me and my bro
ill have to tell them how i feel
ill tell them the whole deal
about why this gun is super glued to my hand then glued to my forhead
about why im sittin in bed, why im dead, why my covers are stained red
why both my wrists are slit open, with a knife in my thigh
with a rope around my neck, with "dont worry i wasnt high"
with 2 empty bottles of aspirin layin at my feet
i hope they know that i fell to defeat

take a gun, bang bang, to my brain
light a fuse and explode some propane
im not insane its a sure thang, u know what they say
no pain no gain, its not gana be plain
tie my legs down in a hole, wait till it rains
or tie my ass down, in front of a train
fill my body with acid man
wait till the blast man
ive lost it at last man

your askin me what i know about life bite me
i got shit to, you wanna fight me?
thats jus another way, i can go out
so cmon, let me stand in front of u like a man
give u a knife, let u have the upper hand
do anything u can, i will fight back, but behind my back will be one hand
i can let myself get O.D'd of coke and dust
then slit my throat befor they can get my system flushed
cuz this gives me a rush, and now ur makin me blush
so when u want me to stop jus give me a hush
and ill end it right now, with one of these ways
its dont matter how, but u keep it up it will be one of these days