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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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