life&nbsp；ain&#039；t&nbsp；always&nbsp；what&nbsp；you&nbsp；think&nbsp；it&nbsp；ought&nbsp；to&nbsp；be，&nbsp；no

ain&#039；t&nbsp；even&nbsp；grey，&nbsp；but&nbsp；she&nbsp；buries&nbsp；her&nbsp；baby

the&nbsp；sharp&nbsp；knife&nbsp；of&nbsp；a&nbsp；short&nbsp；life，&nbsp；well

yeah，&nbsp；now&nbsp；i&nbsp；can&#039；t&nbsp；understand

why&nbsp；the&nbsp；lord&nbsp；is&nbsp；taking&nbsp；these&nbsp；kids

so&nbsp；many&nbsp；kidnappings&nbsp；and&nbsp；murders

right&nbsp；here&nbsp；right&nbsp；around&nbsp；where&nbsp；i&nbsp；live

let&nbsp；alone&nbsp；the&nbsp；rest&nbsp；of&nbsp；the&nbsp；world

my&nbsp；heart&nbsp；goes&nbsp；out&nbsp；to&nbsp；that&nbsp；girl

so&nbsp；r。i。p。&nbsp；little&nbsp；caylee

how&nbsp；could&nbsp；this&nbsp；happen&nbsp；to&nbsp；a&nbsp；baby？

i&nbsp；get&nbsp；so&nbsp；sick&nbsp；of&nbsp；this&nbsp；place

but&nbsp；i&nbsp；try&nbsp；to&nbsp；focus&nbsp；on&nbsp；the&nbsp；good

but&nbsp；it&#039；s&nbsp；hard&nbsp；when&nbsp；you&nbsp；lose&nbsp；someone

way&nbsp；sooner&nbsp；than&nbsp；you&nbsp；probably&nbsp；should

if&nbsp；i&nbsp；could，&nbsp；i&#039；d&nbsp；take&nbsp；all&nbsp；the&nbsp；pain&nbsp；away

no&nbsp；more&nbsp；funerals

or&nbsp；visting&nbsp；cemeteries&nbsp；on&nbsp；holidays

i&nbsp；just&nbsp；wanna&nbsp；drift&nbsp；away

from&nbsp；all&nbsp；the&nbsp；pain&nbsp；that&nbsp；we&nbsp；feelin&#039；

man，&nbsp；it&#039；s&nbsp；been&nbsp；ten&nbsp；years

since&nbsp；chris&nbsp；died，&nbsp；i&#039；m&nbsp；still&nbsp；healin&#039；

one&nbsp；of&nbsp；the&nbsp；first&nbsp；dudes

to&nbsp；push&nbsp；me&nbsp；in&nbsp；this&nbsp；rappin&#039；

i&#039；ll&nbsp；never&nbsp；forget，&nbsp；we&nbsp；shed&nbsp；so&nbsp；many&nbsp；tears

so&nbsp；tragic，&nbsp；you&nbsp；and&nbsp；your&nbsp；brother&nbsp；