I don't wanna die too young

November 16, 2015

I'll say it again , I don't wanna die too young

Having my loved ones and the people that knew me tear up every time they hear my name

Or feel a sudden rush of sadness or pain and feel like every time someone uses my name they say it in vain

Filled with guilt because they wish things were the same or at least close to it

Wishing That they were there to take the bullet of at least stop it from happening

I don't wanna be another hashtag and

The night I died I could've I saw the Big Dipper

I know this shit doesn't make sense

But I just couldn't find anything else to rhyme with it

I was minding my own business having childhood flashbacks

I was walking back from a friends kickback

I died in January and they'll forget me and I'll be yesterday's news in April or May

I mean why would they care anyway

You kill a nigger and in someone's else eyes you saved the day

Some people will think I deserved it

They'll fabricate a lie to make me look like I committed a crime

That I deserved to somehow die

That I deserved to fall on that pavement, be in agonizing pain, and think about how my life was while I wait to catch my last breathe

Will somebody help me!

Somebody please help!

This bullet had to be meant for somebody else!

Please don't flash any bad pictures of me on FOX news

Momma please don't let them paint me as somebody else but myself!!

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