Lately I been contemplating suicide,
Yeah my life has been okay
But good enough to alive?
Imagine me in a casket
Gun in my mouth blasted,
Blood splatter the room
Pink matter cover the mattress
You should cremate me to ashes
I hope my mama happy now
Instead of worryin bout me
And having to go and track me down
But when I die, don't cut my hair
Let my nappy locks remain
And if you cremate me,
Dip my ashes in your chain,
Tell my boys to hit a stain,
And pour a "Old E" in my name
And if you smokin' at funeral
Reminisce with the gang,
I'm sorry that I did it,
It was on my mind for months
I drank away the sorrow,
And I tried to kick it like a punt,
for it returned tomorrow,
and said here I am to stay
You will never be the same,
I will return another day,
Maybe tenfold stronger
Than I was the other day,
You will not win this battle,
I am the brother of death
So gather your horse and saddle,
And take your last breath,
The gun draw, you cannot beat win
I am depression silly fool
Codeine Cowboy,
You have lost your final duel.