Warning: There is some slight language in here. I wrote this before I thought about posting this on FP. Don't read it if your parents don't allow you to. (x
I aint never been the same since I seen my dad get buried six feet,
Nobody understands why that cut so deep,
To take yo own life is a hell of a price,
All it did for me was put my heart in a jar full of ice,
Nobody knows the consequences of suicide,
How would you feel if yo father figure died,
With only a note to hang on to,
Not **** left behind,
Im not gone lie, yeah I still cry,
Aint a day that goes by where I dont sit down & sigh,
Reminiscin' about the past & then wonderin why,
Why you had to make such a decision & hang yoself high,
I dont blame you for cryin the day you lost yo son,
Just remember it wasnt yo fault that ***** favored a bottle over the little one,
You even served time in the pen,
To make sure yo son didnt end up in some homeless den,
You did more for me than my father ever could,
You'll always be my dad Arthur, just like you should,
Even tho you aint here you protect me like a hood,
& it might piss you off but know im smokin good,
& here's where the anger starts flowin,
Maybe if we stayed, you wouldve never thought of goin,
I miss the love you was always showin,
Now cant see me no more, man Im growin,
I need you in my life more than you can believe,
Ive wiped so many tears over yo ass on my sleeve,
Ive been told so many times, "oh it's good to grieve",
It might be good if we knew why you chose to leave,
I dont know why you didnt sit down & talk,
Or maybe say, "ay brandon, lets go on a walk",
I couldve probably stopped you from doin something dumb,
But instead to the world you put up the middle finger & a thumb,
It's funny to think I've texted yo number & pushed send,
Even tho I know i would get a response in the end,
But a ***** can hope that it mightve been a joke,
That yo whole death was a hoax,
Maybe you pulled a pac & faked yo death,
Maybe december 20th wasnt yo last breath,
Maybe it's all a giant test,
But instead you decided to take a rest,
A rest from the world because it was too much pressure,
You said you had to much trouble gettin yo **** together,
But how would you have known that maybe things wouldve got better,
But they didnt, yo crazy ass sister's sendin death letters,
Because of that we had to move to a new state,
Start over brand new, all the way,
Thats when I locked all these feelings inside,
Thats when all the good in me died,
Then found all these friends in which I could confide,
These are my *****s to them ive never lied,
Aint no secrets, nope I aint got **** to hide,
They got my back if I need to clear my mind,
Been damn near four years & i still stress about it,
Why'd you choose that way & not even doubt it,
What made you so selfish & shut off you own lights,
Think about yo kids, ***** that aint right,
Christopher to this day still calls you daddy,
He's takin after you haha, hes a fatty,
He still wears yo jersey when he turn out the light,
Maybe then he feels you still there every night,
My eyes hurt from the tears held back,
Worte so many lines i done lost track,
Sometimes it hurts so much, heart attack,
Damn, I miss you & the a proven fact,
I think it's time to end this cuz it's gettin too long,
Just know that what you did was wrong,
You couldve had a good life all along,
But i guess your spirit wasnt strong,
To anoybody readin this wantin to die,
Think about family & how many of em would cry,
If you ended you life right now in this spot,
If they found theyre spawn shot,
Think about what you'd put everyone else through,
Think about you family, your peers, even strangers too,
you might think right now you aint got **** to lose,
But try & talk to them demons & have a truce,
Cuz every day you save someone's life,
Open a new door for them, make them see the light,
Youre special to somebody on this planet that's right,
& at the end of this I bid yall good night.
RIP Arthur Lee Young Jr (8/25/77 - 12/20/07) gone but never forgotten.
- Kripple
Nobody understands why that cut so deep,
To take yo own life is a hell of a price,
All it did for me was put my heart in a jar full of ice,
Nobody knows the consequences of suicide,
How would you feel if yo father figure died,
With only a note to hang on to,
Not **** left behind,
Im not gone lie, yeah I still cry,
Aint a day that goes by where I dont sit down & sigh,
Reminiscin' about the past & then wonderin why,
Why you had to make such a decision & hang yoself high,
I dont blame you for cryin the day you lost yo son,
Just remember it wasnt yo fault that ***** favored a bottle over the little one,
You even served time in the pen,
To make sure yo son didnt end up in some homeless den,
You did more for me than my father ever could,
You'll always be my dad Arthur, just like you should,
Even tho you aint here you protect me like a hood,
& it might piss you off but know im smokin good,
& here's where the anger starts flowin,
Maybe if we stayed, you wouldve never thought of goin,
I miss the love you was always showin,
Now cant see me no more, man Im growin,
I need you in my life more than you can believe,
Ive wiped so many tears over yo ass on my sleeve,
Ive been told so many times, "oh it's good to grieve",
It might be good if we knew why you chose to leave,
I dont know why you didnt sit down & talk,
Or maybe say, "ay brandon, lets go on a walk",
I couldve probably stopped you from doin something dumb,
But instead to the world you put up the middle finger & a thumb,
It's funny to think I've texted yo number & pushed send,
Even tho I know i would get a response in the end,
But a ***** can hope that it mightve been a joke,
That yo whole death was a hoax,
Maybe you pulled a pac & faked yo death,
Maybe december 20th wasnt yo last breath,
Maybe it's all a giant test,
But instead you decided to take a rest,
A rest from the world because it was too much pressure,
You said you had to much trouble gettin yo **** together,
But how would you have known that maybe things wouldve got better,
But they didnt, yo crazy ass sister's sendin death letters,
Because of that we had to move to a new state,
Start over brand new, all the way,
Thats when I locked all these feelings inside,
Thats when all the good in me died,
Then found all these friends in which I could confide,
These are my *****s to them ive never lied,
Aint no secrets, nope I aint got **** to hide,
They got my back if I need to clear my mind,
Been damn near four years & i still stress about it,
Why'd you choose that way & not even doubt it,
What made you so selfish & shut off you own lights,
Think about yo kids, ***** that aint right,
Christopher to this day still calls you daddy,
He's takin after you haha, hes a fatty,
He still wears yo jersey when he turn out the light,
Maybe then he feels you still there every night,
My eyes hurt from the tears held back,
Worte so many lines i done lost track,
Sometimes it hurts so much, heart attack,
Damn, I miss you & the a proven fact,
I think it's time to end this cuz it's gettin too long,
Just know that what you did was wrong,
You couldve had a good life all along,
But i guess your spirit wasnt strong,
To anoybody readin this wantin to die,
Think about family & how many of em would cry,
If you ended you life right now in this spot,
If they found theyre spawn shot,
Think about what you'd put everyone else through,
Think about you family, your peers, even strangers too,
you might think right now you aint got **** to lose,
But try & talk to them demons & have a truce,
Cuz every day you save someone's life,
Open a new door for them, make them see the light,
Youre special to somebody on this planet that's right,
& at the end of this I bid yall good night.
RIP Arthur Lee Young Jr (8/25/77 - 12/20/07) gone but never forgotten.
- Kripple
