Eulogy

When I, When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to Hell. When I, when I, when When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to Hell. When I, when when I die. Yeah, I'm drinkin' with this pistol on my lap, Uh. Six medications, guess there ain't no fixin' That. He's that broken motherfucker, knuckle it till I relapse. If I die, they might cry till They inherit my stacks, uh. Cold fuckin' world, tell me what's the word. Only time I speak my heart is when the Message come out slurred, uh. People pleasin', always here to fix a motherfucker's Problems. Nearing near the bottom, more comfortable With homicide. I chew life and rot my teeth, all for Moments of peace and slow heartbeats. God, how could a guy this, who gon' save Me? All I can do is laugh and say, "C'est la vie," uh, yeah. Woe is me, I know you get the picture, Uh. This type of pain'll earn you seven figures. Check my DNA, my RNA come with predictors. This shit is scripture and for what I get, There's no elixirs, uh. Feel like I'm not enough, uh. Find myself playin' my dad like Honeyboy and Charlotte Buff. My mama cryin' as she watch the Clock. Text my bro I love him even though He got my number blocked. I would give up everything to see my brothers Clean. No second thoughts, it's fuck the cost, So take me, leave 'em be. Take my money, say you love me even if It's lies. That connection's so depressin', But it's all I got. When I die, just play this fuckin' song. I was never meant for this, been tortured just To carry on. Couple coupes, lot of zeros, And a couple homes. None of it did shit for me, cock the Pistol and now I'm— When I die. Yeah, I'm drinkin' with this pistol on my lap, Uh. Six medications, guess there ain't no fixin' That. He's that broken motherfucker, knuckle it till I relapse. If I die, they might cry till They inherit my stacks, uh. Cold fuckin' world, tell me what's the word. Only time I speak my heart is when the Message come out slurred, uh. People pleasin', always here to fix a motherfucker's Problems. Nearing near the bottom, more comfortable With homicide. I chew life and rot my teeth, all for Moments of peace and slow heartbeats. God, how could guy like this, who gon' save Me? All I can do is laugh and say, "C'est la vie," uh, yeah. Woe is me, I know you get the picture, Uh. This type of pain'll earn you seven figures. Check my DNA, my RNA come with predictors. This shit is scripture and for what I get, There's no elixirs,