Dear Brenda
This letter goes out to you and my kids
Pray for me, 'cause I'll see y'all again one day
Let you know, Daddy loves you
I just lost my job, my wife is gone, I can't go home no mo'
Oh, this life's too hard, where are you God? Your child is coming home
Lord, I've tried to stay but there's no way I can fight, carry on
If I die today, please, find a way to keep my family strong
I am gone
I'm a soldier that's been haunted by Satan
I'm gonna hold a caliber straight to my cranium
Created as the angriest baby since Damien
I'm grown and my family hate me, psychopathic majorly
A drama persona, spirit bio-hazard
I create Bastards caskets for granddads
A cactus that sprout like seedless hospital
The child of a wild family, dark [cloud/clown?] on top of the roof
There's nothing to lose, cabinet full of booze
And 2's that get rid of who don't understand my views
The news destroy me, not trusted
An unemployee, busted from holding a gun to the customer
They must got an APB and I been beating my wife twice as much since she seen me on TV
An outcast, that's haunted because my past done had it
So when you gonna cap my ass, motherfucker!
I just lost my job, my wife is gone, I can't go home no mo'
Oh, this life's too hard, where are you God? Your child is coming home
Lord, I've tried to stay but there's no way I can fight, carry on
If I die today, please, find a way to keep my family strong
I am gone
Heroin Addict, crack heads gone wild
Two years using, two years in denial
All that billows straight from the drug center
Timberlands, yellow thong in the middle of winter
Now where the fuck am I going?
Who knows it's snowing
Two days from now my girl will be out here hoeing
For my little girls birthday, I promised her a bike
But I also promised myself a pipe
Can't see me, ain't washed my ass in a week
I smell like feet, face full of Taco meat
I ain't fucked my wife, since our wedding night
Viagras, can't even give me a hard pipe
Fuck it, give me a fucking long knife
In two minutes, I'll take my own fucking life
Leave my fishing rods to my son and my car to my girl
And fuck it, I'ma say goodbye to the world
I just lost my job, my wife is gone, I can't go home no mo'
Oh, this life's too hard, where are you God? Your child is coming home
Lord, I've tried to stay but there's no way I can fight, carry on
If I die today, please, find a way to keep my family strong
I am gone
Yo, I'm like "Fuck the jokes, I need revenue!"
So when I hail (Get the fuck down!)
That's what you better do
I didn't want to resort to bringing out the guns
Or breaking in your savings wiping out all of your funds
But I'm a dollar away from being homeless
So late night I'm drunk and roaming, mouth foaming
I ain't seen my kids in years
My wife left somewhere between the coke, grief and beer
Now that I'm stuck staying in motels with rats and roaches
You eating a steak and I'm stealing cakes from hostess (I'm out)
Man I'll be damned if I be out on these streets (Uh-uh)
Watching mo'fuckers ridin' 'round laughin' at me
I'm a strong arm a school teacher ([?])
Stick up a few preachers ([?])
Jack you for two pizzas (Give me that)
Give me some new sneakers
I stuck the wrong kid, he pulled out a few heaters
I hear a voice calling me, I hope it's you, Jesus
I just lost my job, my wife is gone, I can't go home no mo'
Oh, this life's too hard, where are you God? Your child is coming home
Lord, I've tried to stay but there's no way I can fight, carry on
If I die today, please, find a way to keep my family strong
I am gone
