Story behind the song
Some stories from my experience in the hospital and How i came to be what I am today
Lyrics
Known as Kkadaver, some call my kuyp (kuyper)
you can call me what you like
ill still generate ...hype
on the mic sicker then a hag with a case of crabs
and diseased ridden skin that sags riddled with putrid scabs
the mind i have, is rare
Dont try to relate cause theres nothing to compare
you sit n stare, at me cause im different, its a shame
i stare back at you cause to me your all the same
just to plain, yo in the flames i got my scars
skin grafts on arms, my car is charred,
yo Dont be alarmed, rewind to before age 22
You would of seen my cherubic face staring back at you
fast forward april 2006 now life with a twist
a face that seen hells pits and felt all of its whips
hell exists, ive seen it and its right here on earth
hell isnt just a bad day at work....or a stain on your shirt
Its death, grief and the deep cut of deceit
or such pain and agony that you cant fall asleep
puking from the unusual colored substance they pump in my tubes
here comes the doctor with a clipboard with more bad news
im to weak to lift my arms i think their broken
Im breathin in my own puke now im chokin
I needed to breathe so desperately, no joke
i enhaled so much vomit mary shoved a lung pump down my throat
siphoned out the half digested mess on the floor
blacked out went limp, vitals signs were lookn poor
I awoke to cries, opened my eyes to my suprize
to find a tube shoved down my throat forcing me to breath
couldnt believe that death was in the same room
but he got up and left when this guy entered with a broom
who told me stories of his beautiful homeland
and described gorgeous beaches with fish and white sand
exotic women swimming, he had me grinning
i gripped the beds cheap linen and let my imagination run wild
for awhile then i realize the man is gone and im alone
its night time and i let loose a low pitched groan
another day I wake up, but im not alone
the breathing tube is out and im breathing on my own
My mother comes and sees me, and tells me that
i need to take a shower so they can wash my back
so I agree... they wheel me down the hall
feeling more confident and not scared at all
then im there, and we stop and engage
the water drops felt like razor blades
i never thought water so soft could cause such pain
they cleaned me best they could
I understood that a shower would do me good
but it was so brutal, that i didnt think we should
Now its time for a lung test cause i aspirated
and they had to see if my lungs were saturated
with rot cause, tissue death that could occur
this memory is a blur 6 people entered the room to observe
2 more gowned up with gloves holding surgical bibs
wielding 12 inch long 10gauge needles to slide between my ribs
....Lung test Procedure....
They held me down and pierced each side of my chest
Gripped the bed as I struggled for breath
Penetrated steel through flesh
but I know its for the best its just a test
I feel like ive been fightin so long theres nothing left
during the night a shadow asking me whats wrong standing by the door
he says im bleeding then he points his fingers at the floor
flick the lights on and i look down to see red
my white blanket and all the floor around my bed
then the thought hit my head how much have a bled?
if this much is out of me how much more till im dead?
i dont want to die... please dont let me die!
i got crustys in my eyes from where my tears have dried
A elderly man stitched me up and said he was done here
He told me the doctor earlier that handled that lung spear
accidently sliced an artery, the fact was unclear
then he dissappears gone as fast as he appeared
its severe, I wake up this time I am with my mother
she tells me someones here to see me and that its my brother
He enters the room, she decides to leave
he stands tall and crosses his arms, typical look of Steve
he asks me questions about how I feel
im as honest as I c