I don't want to lie to you no more, I'm sick. I have a few months to live. Maybe less. I feel it in my chest, My pain, My battles. Arguing makes the pain stronger, And don't hate me when I say, I do it for I can die faster. Y'all don't know the truth. See my smiles, But it's for them, Not for me. I don't want to be here, God taking me slowly, there just too blind to see it.