Why? Thats why? You ever ask yourself why? Yea, thats why. Sometimes I sit and wonder and ask why? Under the night sky? I sit and ask myself why? Why did my family all have to die before I became a man and see me for who I really am? Why? Did I take a fall before I could fly high and crash and burn like when Libya hit Pan Am? Why? Do I question sometimes who that man is in front of the mirror? Is this all that I really am? A product of the hood, misunderstood? Left to my own devices? Am I bad or am I really good? Why? Thats why? I don't want to but sometimes I got to break down and cry to feel something inside? Why ask why? When nobody else seems to care? Why ask why? When all I'm left with is cold stares? I'm really too numb sometimes to be scared? Sometimes I ask myself why? I get the chills when I got to stand tall like the hair on my arms? And the back of my neck? Why do I trip like I got hit with a curse? Why am I trippin' writing this verse? Maybe cuz I seen my loved ones leave in a herse? And it's happenning too often? Why do we die? Why I got to say good bye so often? Staring down at too many coffins? Sometimes I want to be by myself too much. God why? Do I seem to care more than I think they care for me? God why? Do I think no one really cares to see? What happens from here? Is it too late for me? Is this all I'm gonna be? Why ask why? Cuz I don't think this is it? I'm getting mine like this without having to stay lit? Maybe thats why? Cuz I got much more to give? Maybe thats why? Cuz I got much more reason to live? Why? Ask why? Maybe thats why? Maybe thats just it?