You tie me in the ropes with hoes slapping also guns onto my forehead, you sat laughing and clapping Ain't knew half of my friends got shot is your goal Ironic you buried my friends in the coal Family worrying about me and friends is increasing hope of coming alive is decreasing nah homie can't even serve herself for grief please take a sniff in breeze for a brief Now I understand life is hard without money and peace it's just full of dirt I have been staring at you with my broken bridge did all these stuff just to get that edge I pray the Lord to reach home safe and sound God damn all friends got here razing around took some razor blades to bleed their vein hopefully it ain't went in vain