my brother died in his sleep I couldn't find peace Mama getting Beat s*** made my stomach weak great-grandma losing her memories pray she still remembers me drama in my family my uncle snitched snitchk can't wait till he sees his grave I wish jaren wasn't in the grave trying to see past the rain using drug to Maintain my positive ways i might fuck round and b the one to put my self in the grave pain my brain is full of trauma that I can't wash away my demons made go into a rage talked to my angle the other day he told me everything will b ok mama lost her hearing still wondering y God took her hearing and her baby away your my hero I tell u everyday people fake damn how can my own family hate when they ask i just say im ok cause they always repeat what df i say my nigga got loyalty in his vain that love makes u do dumb things life will turn u mean my daughter my everything trin r.i.p dukes Long Live King Jaren sissy miss u ×2