I am not scared of dying,
I am scared of how i'll die.
Does anyone want to go
With a knife through their eye?

Imagine feeling the tip
At the very back of your skull...
Would you still be conscious
When the medics tried to pull?

Or what if your car crashed
And there was no one around
To help you out of it
Right before that 'BOOM' sound?

Would you hear it yourself?
Or would you choke on smoke?
That's why I fear certain deaths
Doesn't sound very dope.

But if I went in my sleep,
At 100 years old,
I would smile down at my body
When upwards I start to float.

Now, here is my issue!
What if I was dragged down?
Hell isn't a fun place
That also makes me frown.

I better go to church
And stop this talk of death
When I go, I go
But it isn't my time yet.