When I Die And They Come For

If A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words, Photographers Are Worth A Million.

Went To Church But Don't Understand It, They Underhanded. God Gave Me These Commandments, The World Is Scandalous.

Perhaps I Was Blind To The Facts, Stabbed In The Back I Couldn't Trust My Own Homies Just A Bunch Of Dirty Rats

Should We Cry When The Pope Dies, My Request We Should Cry If They Cried When We Buried Malcom X

God Damn! Drug Dealers Dealin' To The Kiddies, Livin' In The City Ain't No Pity On The Itty-bitty. We Try To Cry, But Still They All Die, I Try To Speak To The Youth, And The Truth Is: They All High.