The doctor telling family members chances are slim
I keep hearin' that your parents all anxious again
Always having side conversations hiding the truth
To forget the odds is what my brain was trying to do
You moved to Pennsylvania for a heart transplant and a liver too
Everybody lied and said don't worry he'll be back soon
Still getting worried cause I knew about your past due
To heart condition, any moment it could be impactful
Months passed, come home from school on Thursday and
Saw my dad in the backyard anxiously pacing,
I asked him "How's David"
He grabbed me by the shoulder and I knew that this was bad before he said he didn't make it
Heart racing but I honestly believed him
The mono got his body f*cked, no eating and sleeping
His heart could take so much before the surgery ain't gon solve it
It ain't make no sense, tears formed near my eyelids
My stomach churned, knowing that the family's different
Hanging round him every time that I would go and visit
I still feel like next time Ima be with you
My subconscious knows it ain't true it's just that I miss you
The last conversation that I had was bout my speeding ticket
And that court was something that you prolly shouldn't plead the fifth with
And I felt sympathy cause you were in a weak position
That's the last time I talked to you, I should've done it different
Should've told you that I miss those fall nights in October
Where the leaves were all red and shit starting to fall over
Back when we would kick it,
Back when shit was different
Back when I ain't prayin' once a week so you would heal from your heart condition
Used to pray for this shit
Back when I would ask you for advice and you would f*ckin listen
I remember I was down, I was stressing told me quit it
Now I take the shit you told me to heart, but it still tears it in two
That I won't hear it again, or at least coming from you
The doctor tellin family members chances are slim
I hope that nobody gonna get that anxious again
Hope the kids don't find out, they'll prolly lose their sleep
I want them to succeed, they gotta count their sheep
I don't wanna make em think that this shit is a tragedy
But in case of the event that Ima go out tragically
There's no way that I can thank them all for having my back for me
And my parents keep nagging me, it's the way that it has to be
I don't know why I would die, I'm in my 30s it's too fast
So much potential who knows what I'll be when the times past
But all of it is squandered because I was in the lottery
Could've been rich could've been born in poverty
Could've been dyslexic but I was born with heart disease
The unfair chances are inevitably onto me
Had a good life but if I die tonight solemnly
I got a lot of acolades if I be speaking honestly
Talking to my momma hear her words quiver petrified
Dad keeps to himself but I know how he really felt inside
If this goes well then Ima finally exercise
But if it doesn't my ability to live is jeopardized
Miss the times with lil cousin, fast food with extra fries
It's been months and I'm only gettin outta bed sometimes
Back when we would kick it
Back when shit was different
Back when I ain't gotta be worried so sick about my heart condition
Hope the best for everybody that's been doing the same
The doctor gave me drugs that shot right up to my brain
My nerves numbed, eyes grew heavy vision faded to black
I'm above meeting God if I ain't on my way back