if i should die...

i might go today. or it might be tomorrow

seems everyone is looking for more time to borrow

but not me. when its my turn ill go

so sick of all my waist-fullness but you already know

so tired of carrying secrets that i know will never show

speaking of my being i¡¯m so sorry everyone

but i was young when they begun

i only wanted to have fun

but then my words became guns

loaded up for everyone

bullets by the bucket-loads 

so tell me now where is the fun.

yep i¡¯m on that shit that they don¡¯t name 

When they forget mine

And it¡¯s only a matter of time