Open Letter

Sometimes, it feel like I ain't shit

Sometimes, a **** feel like shit

Talkin' 'bout some real life shit

Goodbye letter, "Dear life" shit

So if a **** kill me, hope he mean it

I just hope I die for a reason

They probably won't miss me till they need me

Have problems with that man that they need me, Lord

I'm talkin' 'bout some real life shit

Goodbye letter, "Dear life" shit

Way too concerned to be conceited

I live and I learn, then die tryna teach 'em, Lord

Die tryna reach 'em

They care more about how much I leave 'em, where'd I leave it?

I hope I leave more of an impression on my kids

To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord

Just got off the phone with my son

Told him, "You a son of a gun"

Just got off the phone with my daughter

Told her, "I won't hesitate to fuck a young **** up!" Lord

A few bitches left me

That only got a new bitch elected

My old bitch was too disrespectful

And only give my new bitch respect

And that's power, yes

So now, we're next

Can't lie, though, I tried, though

I'll die tryin', that's a common death

We were such a team, we was chasin' our dreams

Then it stopped, now I'm outta breath

Now they try to tell me I need rest and I'll find love again

I ain't find it yet

Oh, but I guess it is what it is

As it appears, oh shit

The object in the mirror

Is more near than it appears, oh shit

And sometimes, I fear who in the mirror

That **** weird, he done died so many times

But still here, why am I here, here?

Life

What is my meaning? My reason?

Naked bitches really love ones

Sometimes, our loved ones don't love us

I'm fuckin' more than I'm makin' love

Sometimes, I make my rubber wear a rubber

I just tell my lady nothing's easy

Even though I make it look easy

But understand, looks are deceiving

Lookin' like I'm lookin' for some grievance

'Cause I been through way too much, don't wanna think about it

Cranky 'bout it, gotta drink about it

Gotta synchronize it, tranquilize it

Doctor ain't prescribe me what he ain't realizin'

Pain inside me got me thinkin'

'Bout me tryna hang my body, sanctifyin'

I'm a gangster dyin' 'cause all gangsters die

I can't deny it, you can't take my lion

I'm a angry lion

Hangin' by a string, I can't describe it

Feel like a anchor tied to my fingers

Got me sinkin' to the bottom of my drink

I know a lot of **** think I got a lot of ****

There's strength in numbers, but it's honor over strength

I talked to God the other day, he say he got a ****

So I looked death up in the eye and then I winked

It's way too real

The shit I'm talkin' way, way too real

I hope it gave you chills

The dirt under your feet could be the grave you fill

You don't know how dead you feel till you're dead for real

Gettin' high after I paid the bill

Lower than a Navy SEAL

Show up with them Navy guns

I hope somebody prayin' for 'em

Price tags on mistakes, somebody payin' for 'em

Ice baths on my face, numb, no expression

What's the life expectancy when you don't expect shit?

Mama told me, “Fuck the world, it be so aggressive

Be yourself, fuck the rest, and watch these hoes, 'cause they so obsessive

Don't get too high to look over blessings

Never come in second, make the most of your seconds

They so precious”

'Cause if we could buy time, every store would sell it

If you want me to read your mind, need correct spelling

I keep it real, **** better keep it copasetic

Where the weed? I feel like I'm gettin' a sober headache

Lookin' in the mirror at the one that know me better

I was too busy to talk, I wrote a open letter

Dear life

What is my meaning? My reason?

That's the question

I ask the reader

God bless the reader

Dear life

What is my meaning? My reason?

That's the question