For You

I write a song, I write a verse To help you mentally converse With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt To understand the pain you don't deserve So for you, I write a song, I write a verse To help you wipe off all of your water works To help you understand things could be worse Now look at you with that little smurk You make it work You should smile more often You beautiful, you breathtaking I'm not just talking, these are words from my heart, to a friend I never want you to speed forward to your end Cause you got so much to live for in This world we live in I know right now you livid But please just keep on living I promise you everything gets better You just keep spending Them nights writing letters, to yourself Mental note you should take Know your worth You the a whole cake, not just a slice I'm sorry I'm barging in with my word of advice This my way of letting you know, that your life Is worth it It's worth it all To make yourself happy as you sprawl, and fall Into the arms of your loved ones that were here after all You've been through I know you prolly like I don't even really know you But if I didn't I wouldn't be writing this for you And that's the truth And that's the truth I write a song, I write a verse To help you mentally converse With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt To understand the pain you don't deserve So for you, I write a song, I write a verse To help you wipe off all of your water works To help you understand things could be worse Now look at you with that little smurk You make it work I write a song for you You was gone too soon You made me smile, even after a while, of your death You brought tears to my eyes Made me cry Never thought I'd be alive for the day you die Cause still till this day Me and my mother's relationship lies, dead in a grave, along with you And it's sad cause that's not just my view of it You was the one that gave me confidence You gave me reassurance You let me know I was loved You was the one looking above, my head Making sure I was ight I remember at night I'd pray that you was alright, in that hospital bed I used to want to spend-the-night there with you Seeing how sick you was I was wishing that it would just leave up out of you But little did I know you had Sickle Cell Turns out it run in the family Man what the hell Luckily I was born without the trait But man I can only imagine how my grandma felt, not so great Seeing you on that bed, sick as you lay Still smiling throughout the day Showing no signs of weakness Aunti you was one of the strongest black women I knew One of the few, people I ever held so close to my heart You gave my talent a spark So forever, you will be apart of me No matter how far we are ya see, listen to me Aunti, listen to me I write a song, I write a verse To help you mentally converse With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt To understand the pain you don't deserve So for you, I write a song, I write a verse To help you wipe off all of your water works To help you understand things could be worse Now look at you with that little smurk You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work You make it work R.I.P Aunti Lanasha, I love you