Lyrics Eulogy....Word to my Sisters - $well

Crazy they tune in
When niggas rap about violence
Crazy guns and beef up on the blocks
Gets them excited
Crazy news reports
Depict a world where we keep fighting
Crazy how one day
After the next young brothas dying
Shame that this is peoples living
Talking bout the drug addictions
Opioids take pain from feelings
Struggling with anesthetics
Pathogens that force the medicine
And new prescriptions
Cleanse because my vision tainted
Five percent my window, tinted

Canvas bloody portraits painted
Fight a war them niggas angry
Ropes at neck come try to hang me
Prophets turning profit
Arming preachers just like sockets
I ain't preaching to be honest
Aint a spokesman just a man
With thoughts that open
But oppressors tell me stop it
The prices at an altitude
Skyrocket
They raised too high
The children all got attitudes
Ain't acting right
The parents all neglect because
They don't tend to make the time

Pressured cuz he fear
He won't be cool around his peers
So he indulges in the mixture
Of the substances that's near
Mental state of some unclear
As the revolver to the ear
He wanna take his life away
He feel it's better he ain't here
Recking that he fucked
Because the status of his luck
Has run its milage, time is up
Everybody has a lense
We all just wearing different glasses
Soul corrupt and we can't fathom
Everything so far that's happened

Expect the worse
But hope the best
We tested by the life we live
Ungrateful niggas shame on you
Put pressure and the blame on you
Misconceptions, obvious
This perception
Lined em up, he in his thoughts
And thinking deep his recollections
Angry at the world
But still won't learn a lesson
Gets to point where
People stretching
Body here but soul just left em
Life we live it keep on testing

Didn't speak on stuff about my sisters
Hard when deja left and truthfully
I'm stuck because I miss her
It don't take much for me to grab the phone
And tell Heidi I love her
Know we siblings that's regardless
If we born from different mothers
Mariyah always bakin in the kitchen
I ain't home enough to sit down try desserts
That she was making damn it's sicking
And deja Lee my youngin
When I see her yeah I tell her that I love her

Rest to everybody who has fallen
If my sisters got a problem best believe
I'll try to solve it
Yeah I fuck up all the time
But that's my problem
Too busy worrying bout what I can't fix
Than shit that is and what I can
How to be a man
Stick by the sides of those you love
And you ain't gotta play pretend
You just gotta do the best
Long as you try then it's a win
Put your focus in your quest
Cuz In the end when said and done
This might be the only life you get

I don't care what they talking about
All I know is you make me whole