Yo, look into the divine service for comfort beyond murder son Rest in peace Bianca Yvonne Ferguson One of my youngest immediate first cousins It's ironic that she was the first summoned Between Ferguson and Timberlake families Reared to be a woman despite life's calamities My mental camera candidly covers her like a canopy Look in the pictures I ask myself can it be true Out of all my loved ones Deceased at rest She's the one who you would least expect The peace would get The grief that sets rage resent That my uncle told me how these bizarre chain of events went A poorly ventilated club and some pepper spray A stampede and my cousin was just a step away She was crushed and died at E2 And now we reminisce over you My god [Chorus] At first I cry But then I realise that you're still here with me You'll never die You'll just be resting up peace in the sky You touched so many lives Now we're better off for having known you BeBe No goodbyes Cause I still got you by my side I still got you by my side Yo, after she pa**ed I was never the same Her moms face covered in pain whenever we came My cousin ended her strain And surrendered her pain To the person who we described And remember his name, all the same Questions i must ask Why didn't one of us pa** when the tour bus crashed? Clubs packed past capacity Secured much cash But safety wise bodies were treated like surplus trash And I can't imagine her agony Tainted gradual tragedy Hated gathering families To fly the shy to seek a sleep eternally I had to learn how to weep internally And keep hell's heat from burning me I wish she would have move back to cali Had a relaxed finale But life ended so early for my cuzo I love you Jo Is real clear Your physicals pa**ed on but your memories still here And I'm sincere