Undertaker Dip
In my eyes there lies pain
In and out of the patter of rain
I watch as the blunt is removed from her lips
The fluid that the undertaker dips
The fluid that is embalmed in the lives of those taken
I watch as she stand there trembling and shaking
I watch as the tear fall from her eye
She pleads to God and looks at the sky
I wonder everyday why does she do it
She said she will stop ain't nothing to it
But as she takes that blunt from her lips
I watch her quiver and shake from that under taker dip
But then I look into his eyes
And I see the hope and the tears I cry
All this man want for me is the best
I've never had that with the rest
I watch my mom continue to take her last breath
I look in his eyes and put my life on hold
Because this undertaker fluid is taking my mom's soul
I love him dearly but im being pulled
I am trying and doing the best that I could
But as my mom takes that blunt from my lips
She taking my life along with that dip
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