Mr Bobley - If You're Reading This It's Too Late lyrics

People see me, they think to themselves, who is he, what is he thinking, what's going on in his head, does he know he's dead? Shot in the head for slinging the red, back alley no lights they got him just right, no thoughts of who and no thoughts of where to, but the voice in his head, the one that reminds you we're all dead Where am I going? where have we been to? lost traction, but to who? Taken all you can from me, but still come round to see, to see what, what's left of me Dear Phyllis, thank you for all you've done for me, if it wasn't for you people wouldn't be talking to me, people wouldn't notice me, but with a MAC 10 it's hard not to focus on me Dear Phyllis, thank you for all you've done, no really, I hope you get your son, I hope the sun rises for you and you see it with your eyes, dear Phyllis this is your reprise Does he know he's dead? Dear Phyllis