Am sick of this life I don’t
Wanna end it with a knife
Ill get this gun instead
Put it to my head I cock it
My baby cries no lance drop
It I say good-bye I love you she’s
No lance stop it I pull the trigger
Nothing comes out all I hear is my baby
Help me please she down on her knees
I turn to see me there on the floor no life no
More gun shot hole in my head
