Sometimes I feel like I ain't *** Sometimes a nigga feel like *** Talkin' bout some real life ***, goodbye letter, dear life *** So if a nigga kill me, hope he mean it I just hope I die for a reason They probably won't miss me till they need me Have problems with admitting that they need me, Lord I'm talkin' bout some real life ***, goodbye letter, dear life *** Way too concerned to be conceited I live and I learn, then die tryin' to teach him, Lord Die tryin' to reach him They care more about how much I leave him when I leave it I hope I leave more of an impression on my kids To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord Just got off the phone with my son Told him, you're a son of a gun Just got off the phone with my daughter Told her I won't hesitate to *** a young nigga up, Lord A few bitches left me And only got a new bitch elected My old bitch was too disrespectful And only get my new bitch respected That's power, yes So now what next? Can't lie though, I tried though I died tryin', that's a common death We was such a team, we was chasin' our dreams Then it stopped, now I'm out of breath Now they try to tell me I need rest And I find love again, I ain't find it yet Oh, but I guess it is What it is, as it appears Oh ***, the object in the mirror Is more near than it appears Oh ***, and sometimes I fear Who in the mirror? That nigga weird He done died so many times I'm still here, why am I here? Dear life What is my meaning? My reason Naked bitches really love one Sometimes our loved ones don't love us I'm ***in' more than I'm makin' love Sometimes I make my rubber wear rubble I just tell my lady nothin's easy Even though I make it look easy But understand, look so deceivin' Lookin' like I'm lookin' for some grievance Cause I've been through way too much Don't wanna think about it, crank about it Gotta drink about it, gotta synchronize it Tranquilize it, doctor ain't prescribin' Woody ain't realizin' pain inside me Got me thinkin' bout me, tryna hang my body Sanctifyin', I'm against the dyin' Cause I'll gangsta die, I can't deny it You can't tame a lion, I'm an angry lion Hangin' by your string, I can't describe it Feel like a anchor tied to my finger Got me sinkin' to the bottom of my drink I know a lot of niggas think I got a lot of niggas There's strength in numbers, but it's kinda overstrength I talked to God the other day, he say, Got a nigga, so, I looked death up in the eye And then I winked, it's way too real This *** I'm talkin' way, way too real I hope it gave you chills The dirt under your feet could be the grave you feel You don't know how dead you feel till you're dead for real Gettin' high after I paid the bill Lower than the Navy SEAL Show up with them Navy guns I hope somebody prayin' for em' Price tag, no mistake, somebody payin' for em' Ice bath on my face, numb, no expression What's a life expectancy when you don't expect ***? Momma told me *** the world and be so aggressive Be so fluorescent, watch these hoes cause they so obsessive Don't get too high to look over blessings Never come in second, make the most of your seconds They so precious Cause if we could buy a time, every store would sell it If you want me to read your mind, need correct spellin' I keep it real, niggas better keep it copacetic Whether we don't feel like I'm gettin' sober headed Lookin' in the mirror at the one that know me better I was too busy to talk, I wrote a open letter Dear life What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question I ask the reader God bless the reader Dear life What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question