Open Letter E

Sometimes I feel like I ain't shit. Sometimes a nigga feel like shit. Talkin' 'bout some real life shit. Goodbye letter, dear life shit. So if a nigga kill me, hope he mean It. I just hope I die for a reason. They probably won't miss me 'til they need me. Have problems with admittin' 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 than What I leave in. 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're a son of a gun." Just got off the phone with my daughter, told Her I won't hesitate to fuck a young nigga Up, Lord. A few bitches left me, and only got a New bitch elected. My old bitch was too Disrespectful, and only get my new bitch respected. That's power, yes. So now what next? Can't lie though, I tried though. I die tryin', that's a common death. We was such a team, we was chasin' our Dreams. Then it stopped, now I'm out of 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 nigga weird. He done died so many times, But still here. Why am I here? Dear life, What is my meanin'? 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 rubble. I just tell my lady nothin's easy, even though I make it look easy. But understand looks are deceivin'. Lookin' like I'm lookin' for some grievance 'cause I Been through way too much. Don't wanna think about It, crank about it, gotta drink about it. Gotta synchronize it, tranquilize it. Doctor ain't prescribin' 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 tame a lion. I'm an angry lion hangin' By a string. I can't describe it. Feel like an anchor tied to my finger got Me sinkin' to the bottom of my drink. I know a lot of niggas think I got A lot of niggas. There's strength in numbers, But it's honor over strength. I talked to God the other day, He say, "You got 'em, nigga." 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 'til 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 bath on my face, numb, no expression. What's the life expectancy when you don't expect Shit? Mama told me fuck the world and be So aggressive. Be so fluorescent, watch these hoes 'cause they so obsessive. Don't get too high to look over blessings. Never comin' 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 spellin'. I keep it real, niggas better keep it copacetic. Weathered, we don't feel like I'm gettin' so Beheaded. Lookin' in the mirror at the one that Know me better. I was too busy to talk, I wrote an open letter. Dear life, What is my meanin'? My reason? That's the question. I ask the reader. God bless the reader. Dear life, What is my meanin'? My reason? That's the question. You know, When he told me that Tanya was havin' a Baby, I said, "Y'all young. Y'all li-Y-you know, you're young." I said, "But be the, best, the best father You can be," you know? And truly, He is that