That phone call
Did you ever get that phone call ,
Did you ever get that phone call that made your heart stop ,
Did you ever get that phone call when you felt like you was dieing ,
Did you ever get that phone that made you hate the world ,
Did you ever get that phone call that made you feel like you was losing your mind ,
Did you ever get that phone call where it took days to process it ,
Did you ever get that phone call that made you sick ,
Did ever get that phone call where you can’t get out of bed ,
Did you ever get that phone call where you couldn’t even cry ,
Did you ever get that phone call that made you run away ,
Did you ever get that phone that you went and put hands on people ,
Did you ever get that phone call & find out everything you worked for everything you grind for was all gone ,
I swear man it feel like I’m getting these calls back to back ,
I swear man I’m just trying add it all up ,
I’m just trying to cope with it all ,
Death after death becomes a night mirror that just won’t end ,
Sometimes I swear I close eyes n see myself running far far away from it all ,
I swear man it feel like I’m reaching out more man ,
I swear man I’m losing myself can somebody tell me what to do what myself,
They say I’m too young to indoor so much death ☠️,
Not gonna lie I kinda agree ,
I mean who loose family five months straight,
Then to trun around & have to go through the fear of loosing my mother ,
Heart attack ,
What’s that ,
Why must I asked ?
Then again never question god ,
So I’m just blame myself,
I swear I’m loosing myself,
All I know is pain ,
Death after death feel like I’m on death row ,
This shit becoming so normal I’m scared cause I don’t know who gonna go next ,
I just wake up & pray most times I be up through the night ,
So much death ☠️ I gotta stay high ,
So much death ☠️ I gotta get my gas on me ,
So much death ☠️ I’m always in out of other states ,
So much death ☠️ always switching up my number ,
That phone call broke me ,
That phone call shook me ,
That phone call killed me ,
That phone call chatter me ,
That phone call took the rest of me ,
That phone call I can never come back from ,
I swear I live them phone calls ova n ova again day by day ,
I just get high to make it through the day & night ,
That phone call changed me !
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