Life is a vital dream,

Death is a plot twist scheme.

Living these days through the hell we see,

Never did I think I’d have to live through the shit I’ve seen.

Having to decipher all these tweets I read,

Having to rely on this weed I need.

November 19th, 2013,

Never did I think you would cause such a scene.

Look at the hearts you left breaking.

All the heads you left shaking.

Your thoughts deteriorating.

Your mind was slowly fading.  

Came the day you finally did it,

You finally pulled the triggers,

You reached the underworld.

Your friends.. they questioned all your actions,

I witnessed their reactions,

Saw them all divide in factions.

You couldn’t even imagine...

Now it’s been a year and a couple months in,

And slowly reality was starting to sink in.

Lives were going back to normal.

You slowly became our moral.

March 11th, 2015,

Now all I want to do is cry and scream.

Nothing is supposed to be this way it seems.

The lies they uprise,

Your death a surprise.

Questioning what tempted a niggas revenge,

With no means of amends.

Rumors default,

They saying he just got shot,

They saying he just got stabbed,

Don’t open your mouths with false information you have.

I walked through the halls,

I know we all have our faults.

I looked at all of these faces,

Questioned how someone could know something so deep,

But not say a single word is what truly amazes.

Watching the headline on the news just really breaks our hearts,

Nothing’s adding up and that’s how it’s been from the start.

Your justice is truly deserved,

And best believe justice will firmly be served.