Sad times, no more tears, fuck this saddness, im the realest, if u empathic u could feel this, Let me start this off, too many folks touched by the reaper, one by one my family falls, heres the story, so you can know the real me, dad dies, in a coma, his family that got no love tryna pull the plug, my savage ass mom says fuck this, forge a power of attorny, day after they try to pull it he comes out the coma, grandma has to have open heart surgery, triple bypass, next cancer strikes her lung, half removed, then my mom ODs, oxycotin, alcohol, valium, step dad feels its his fault, valium and alcohol suicide. delivered by my dad, got his pills n liquor valientines day, kinda sad day.. fuck it im movin down south, as im workin tryna build my life, I get the call, grandma riddled wit cancer, its in her brain, she goin insane, im on my way grandma jus wait, book a plane seat, cant sleep, 3 hours before flight i feel it in my mind, its already been her time, 10 minutes later phone rings, shes already gone fly out, seat empty next to me whole way, feel like shes with me, Sad times, no more tears, fuck this saddness, im the realest, if u empathic u could feel this, little time passes, thats when i get the call.. my brother needs some help grandpa aint doin well... cant breath emphazema and congestive heart failure, we move out to take care of him when it gets to the end, he gives up pancakes n malt o meal, swabbin his mouth with crushed up morphine and valium on a sponge, see the look in his eyes, terrified, i hold his hand all night right before he dies, refuses to go until i sleep, and that aint even the worst, maintained my composure until my dad went, didn't even get to see him before he died... im sittin wit my homies... felt it in my gut, knew he was gonna go went home, got the call, thats when i went off the deep end relapsed, tryna die, all my elders gone, my mind a straight fog, who do I look to, where do I go, what did I do to deserve this life, why God why, everyone close to me dies, at this point im still strugglin... sometimes i hug my boxes of ashes, hate if you wish i dont give a fuck this pain shaped me, go ahead try n test me Sad times, no more tears, fuck this saddness, im the realest, if u empathic u could feel this