Yo me and P, shared the same pain,
Only difference is a needle in the veins,
Tears after tears, wondering if ill braced these wonder years,
Satans laughin,
But i cant fall off, if im steadily holding on,
Prayers from my family, is said strong,
Wifey tearing, sons tearin, silence screams im hearin,
Is it god? or is it the angel of death?,
Ready to assist me my last breath,
Thought it was over,
Just another day in the life of a solja,
Rewrote the ballad, now all i can is eat is a salad,
Operation successful, but the temples still stressful,
Two weeks of pain, and surgery just added me, more insane,
To the grain, thousands of teeth smilin,
But my suicide thoughts is pilin,
Flashbacks of combat,
And my homies, eyes open in the back,
Picture that, closed casket cuz they face was to graphic,
Forensics didn't even need the plastic,
Saw the face of his kids, the same look i received from my kids,
Didn't think i was gonna make it,
Bodies shakin, waitin' for god to take it,
Got a knock at the door, standing on top of the cloudy floor,
Im airborne, but im planted,
Dearly departed couldnt demand it,
My work aint done, plus i gotta many daughters and many sons,
To make in this world,
Live life past materials, its much more than diamonds and pearls,