Last Day

Laying on this bed Wondering if I will make it Laying on this bed Wondering if I could change it Laying on this bed Picturing about my past Laying in this bed wondering About my fears and ambition Talking to my soul While You listen Praying for a better proposition Hoping my ex never get What she was missing But if she do It's a fair well Tell her go to hell I wouldn't have been Here preaching from a sick bed But how would You know Fucking different niggas And You was Losing all your ideas Your Feelings was dark Till your eyes clear Now I'm dying all alone Is dis really the idea All the love that I gave All the trust that you caved Wishing it was all retained Blow me like a hurricane Electrifying All the fucking cell In my fucking brain I'm too articulate When they try to penetrate They say I'm a hypocrite Cause I gat a lot to say I trap in a different way Came through and navigate If he hate annihilate If she hate I'll make it rain And then Evaporate My mind's in a different state My flows could elevate I pray for a better day When I wake up I try again I came from a different place Where you struggle to feed the family Who I'm I to judge you When you getting cash Who am I to judge you in Your worse days Life is full of traps In the worse way I hope you get to celebrate Your birthday That will be my last wish In my worse days My Last day My last day yea My last day yea My last day My last day yea My last day yea Starring at my mom Sitting on a chair At the right side Of the hospital bed Strolling through my phone Wondering Who's really Here No body But me By my self The pain that I feel inside Anxiety is killing man Wish I have some peace of mind Some piece that I can use To control the time Some ease I could use to Apologize Would I better With my thoughts And my decisions I don't want to die alone Or with a dog But I'm here Picture me with my thug friends Nah nah nah All alone is roasted Yea yea yea Is the end of the tunnel You don did everything That you wanna You wanna eat now You got all your plate Filled up with a stacks Of regrets Put It back to your plate If you really wanna check Your soul You can then Reflect All the past And the grudges You had kept Is okay who's next My last day yea My last day My last day yea My last day yea