Dear mr.sky, how wonder why
Why, i gotta say bye
Why ,i gotta cry
Why i still have to bury hommies
Why i still feel like no one knows me
And every time they do, they end up with you
Taking every all-star from my crew
Sitting here drinking this quarter-spilled brewSo much flair, some one couldn't bare
Too much love, some one couldn't share
Three ruined life's, and no one seems to care
Looking for answers, but Perez Hilton & miss California all that's there
So now my musics here to help me cope
Call it barrack Obama, dumping mad hope
Cause if she was soap, then i am rope
Needing her like a savior ,call her ms.popeFeeling like a ticking bomb
Trying to stay calm
Thinking of a daughter less mom
Burns hate inside me call it napalm
Wishing i can fix every wrong
Trying to stay strong
But the pain prolongs
Though ,i know ,in heaven she belongsR.I.P.
