oi

flowers on a grave
display all those dismayed
representitive of death
ambassidor to lifes waste
whats it all worth with hurt
most of us dont deserve
all the love weve got
and all that we observe
we all claim the world
to be so cruel
but thats life
and you gotta endure
try to survive
keep on the grind
lookin for blessings
or anything you can find
lookin for pieces
to this tiny little puzzle
but every piece is so big
thats why its such a struggle
how can all this big stuff
make this one small thing
most dont try to figure it out
just live for the next dream
the next thought
that brings hope
wether money women power
long nights or good dope
some on the grind
some got 9-5s
most aint go shit
to keep em alive
just a day and a night
to live and endure
one after another
a life with no cure
where is the hope
if this is all there is?
where can you turn
when survival is the biz?
if there aint nothin but this
you live and you die
why not pick up the strap
go commit homoside
why not tell me
can i ask do you smell me
you know what im saying
this comes from the belly
weighs on my heart
devours my mind
these are your questions
when you seek out to find
and when you find the answers
theres so much to accept
its a whole different life
a new kind of rep
a responsability
like you cant imagine
and a reason to live
its like damn what happened
i took a seceond
it all came into focus
grace in my life
and i kno it aint bogus
its a whole new kind of freedom
not trapped in the life
a new kind of living
not just trying to survive
so id beg you to search
and begin your journey
and when you find you answer
please tell him you heard me