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.
