If You're A Black Man, They Really

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?

And Did You Ever Stop To Think That Im Old Enough To Go To War But I Aint Old Enough To Drink.

And Every Breath I Breathe Untill The Moment I'm Deceased. Will Be Another Moment Ballin' As A 'g'.

My Cellmate's Raped On The Norm, And Passed Around The Dorm, You Can Hear His Asshole Getting Torn.

How Many Caskets Can We Witness Before We See It's Hard To Live This Life Without God, So We Must Ask Forgiveness.