Death of Me
With the death of me i see peace
cuz i’m finally able to be free
free from this world
free from its problems
free form its never ending desires
for me to continue living in this world
it would bring me pain
but i haven't been able to take my life away
I'm somewhat ashamed
people may want me to live
to do something good with my life
but whats the point when i stopped caring about my life
with the death of me i see confusion
people that knew me
wouldn’t know weather to be mad or sad
about the fact that I’m dead
cuz when i die
its going to be by my own hands
ik it sounds crazy
but I hear death calling my name
He’s saying Rickey its time to come home
It not your fault that you were always alone
I’m with you now
There’s no need to be scared
With the death of me
I’m setting everyone free
free of the burdens, problems, & pain i caused
don’t cry for me cuz I’m getting what i deserve
I don’t know when I’m leaving
but I think it’s soon
So I’m saying goodbye now
cuz its one less thing I’ll have to do
so peace to all my bros
Reece, Fat boy, & David
Peace to all my Klan niggas
Y'all is some real niggas
& goodbye to my love
I should have kept you by my side
Bye for now
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