• One day you will die
    Do you really think anyone will cry?
    You lived a life of burden and pain
    But does it really matter anyway?
    They're all gone,they left you for dead
    And now you don't even have a bed
    They'll find you on the street one day
    They won't give you any change
    You will freeze
    Praying on your knees
    That the other hobos will give you fire
    But you know they won't because your a liar
    So go and get high
    Enjoy the days before you die
    Make your friends cry
    One last joint
    Before I make my point
    If you haven't gotten it by now
    Then read it again
    And I know that didn't rhyme
    But I didn't have the time
    So go and get high
    Right before you die