i d like to take this time right now to talk to my momma momma i know you know we ain t been seeing eye to eye and i know i been that headache you know the black sheep of the family momma even though i m not on this earth even though i m not in a physical form momma i want you to know i will always be with you momma i will always be with you mentally momma one day i mma die momma don t cry ain t no heaven up in the sky one day i mma fade away and set the world on fire watch the sky turn grey i was born to mourn i guess that s why i live the life of misery forever through eternity my momma was a junkie i was born into this world a crack baby my bottle was brass monkey i developed a brain tumor now i consume a half ounce of rose i sniff bullets with my snub nose i grew up on the east side 7 mile area i was raised like a pit bull terrier i developed a criminal behavior i murdered my first man and knew jesus christ wasn t my savior jehovah witness witnessed me takin care of my business so i shot him on my front porch i took their bibles and burned em i checked their pockets turned em inside out dumped their bodies in the lake with the trout it all started as a toddler now i m a 45 bullet swallower and momma don t cry somehow it seems momma calling my name in my dreams crack fiends amphetamines what does it really mean sometimes it feels like i m fallin am i closer to death gaspin suffocatin for air losin my breath i see visions of doctors and scalpels makin incisions from fatal collisions to suicide decisions nobody knows my suffering i bring the pain from my migrane i swallow 23 bufferins i was addicted to caine since birth crack baby goin crazy so how much is my life worth a baby boy that bounces 36 ounces i flip kilograms slam from the hip it s kinda crazy how i m livin but i m mad on a murder ride nigga i m suicide driven i ve arisen from a dead state of mind to find i was blind too late momma don t cry  if i could start all over i would but i can t if i could then my heart might have been good i guess i lost all my time when i lost my mind it makes me sad to hear momma cryin so many dyin i never stopped to think what i put you through much love i thought you hated me momma see i never knew i guess i walked the wrong path in the aftermath many demons screamin my name you don t know the half i was dead a long time ago never resurrected once the 45 shell connected with my dome i saw my misery crack a smile so put my dead body in the pile and wait a while before you come to the cemetery cuz you might see my tombstone burnin cuz it s necessary pine box my body rots with the best of em momma i m dead like the rest of em momma don t cry 