Eulogy....Word to my Sisters Lyrics

Crazy they tune in

When niggas rap about violence

Crazy guns and beef up on the blocks

Gets them excited

Crazy news reports

Depict a world where we keep fighting

Crazy how one day

After the next young brothas dying

Shame that this is peoples living

Talking bout the drug addictions

Opioids take pain from feelings

Struggling with anesthetics

Pathogens that force the medicine

And new prescriptions

Cleanse because my vision tainted

Five percent my window, tinted

Canvas bloody portraits painted

Fight a war them niggas angry

Ropes at neck come try to hang me

Prophets turning profit

Arming preachers just like sockets

I ain't preaching to be honest

Aint a spokesman just a man

With thoughts that open

But oppressors tell me stop it

The prices at an altitude

Skyrocket

They raised too high

The children all got attitudes

Ain't acting right

The parents all neglect because

They don't tend to make the time

Pressured cuz he fear

He won't be cool around his peers

So he indulges in the mixture

Of the substances that's near

Mental state of some unclear

As the revolver to the ear

He wanna take his life away

He feel it's better he ain't here

Recking that he fucked

Because the status of his luck

Has run its milage, time is up

Everybody has a lense

We all just wearing different glasses

Soul corrupt and we can't fathom

Everything so far that's happened

Expect the worse

But hope the best

We tested by the life we live

Ungrateful niggas shame on you

Put pressure and the blame on you

Misconceptions, obvious

This perception

Lined em up, he in his thoughts

And thinking deep his recollections

Angry at the world

But still won't learn a lesson

Gets to point where

People stretching

Body here but soul just left em

Life we live it keep on testing

Didn't speak on stuff about my sisters

Hard when deja left and truthfully

I'm stuck because I miss her

It don't take much for me to grab the phone

And tell Heidi I love her

Know we siblings that's regardless

If we born from different mothers

Mariyah always bakin in the kitchen

I ain't home enough to sit down try desserts

That she was making damn it's sicking

And deja Lee my youngin

When I see her yeah I tell her that I love her

Rest to everybody who has fallen

If my sisters got a problem best believe

I'll try to solve it

Yeah I fuck up all the time

But that's my problem

Too busy worrying bout what I can't fix

Than shit that is and what I can

How to be a man

Stick by the sides of those you love

And you ain't gotta play pretend

You just gotta do the best

Long as you try then it's a win

Put your focus in your quest

Cuz In the end when said and done

This might be the only life you get

I don't care what they talking about

All I know is you make me whole