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[Verse 1]
I told jake mullins, man I think I'm next
So im recording this album and I'm getting so stressed
Cause what if when it drops on Sunday, then I drop on Monday
Life is a road but we forget the road is one way
So should I drive fast and get there before the rest of ya
I think I'm almost out of gas is the thing I try to stress to ya
Cause everybodys dying, Everybodys crying
Across the country to funerals everybodys flying
Have you ever sat and asked, who would be at my funeral
XIX is my current roman numeral
That's 19, and don't take it lightly
Cause this is a thought that I've been having nightly
Like keira, I see this nightly like the moon
Till the day that I'm saying goodnighty in my tomb
Go to bed for the last time Spit myself a last rhyme
He k**ed the game it was known as his last crime
I'm not a star man I am just just a spark
Which means I'll light up for a while but I'm soon to go dark
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[Verse 2]
Will I be remembered for my music or the smiles that I brought
Will there be empty spots in the church parking lot
In pew will there be views or will there be people standing
Will my lyrics be forgotten or will people be chanting
Like the real footage at the end of notorious
I rep Novembers notorious and nobody worry us
Crucified on a music note, where will all my music go
I put my life into my dreams, I just thought you should know
And what about my best friend, the one who doesn't talk to me
What will happen on the day when she goes and walks to see
My face sitting calm and she goes to meet my mom
And she says “My life isn't the same with him gone”
And they burst into tears and my dad holds her hand
And my two little brothers they just can't understand
And what about my teachers, what would be their facial features
Who would be the preachers cause I'm not the best believer
But an angel I've seen her she's trying to hug me
I ain't ready for her loving so I'm out here rushing
You can hear it in my music ain't happy anymore
You think I really give a f** about rapping anymore? gone
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