mama ask's me why do i dont wannabe right
its not you mama its this dark shadowed nights
black sky clouds wearing white,fighting winds for their rights
& am being pulled by the moon like crushing tides
just one direction to follow
cause i hope no tomorrow
if you've wouldn't have been there i would have died when i first sorrowed
cant pay you for all that you did but i understand you too try to
cuz nothing is in my hand
its all up written already planned
ive lived long enough before i die i just wanna thank
so when i rest in peace in go with load in my right hand
love you till i can stand & till my
last breath in this worl is banned
just know this am trying hard for best part
its not that i dont wanna be right