Death hits all of us one daynI wish I never had to hear your spirit run awaynI got the phone call from Sharice and I was pissed a bitnCos suicide weren't the way you should of left the planetnI know that sounds insensitive, but in my heart I'm sadnThinking about the amount of good times we didn't havenBut you had beef with Remmy, making things complicatednNow I feel guilty cos that kept our friendship understatednYou was a cool brother, we went school togethernAnd there was no doubt that you was biting prick nevernI didnt get along with your cousin too toughnMe and your sister did the ting but no funny stuffnnI used to see you more time terrier youth clubnThat's when I started clocking that you'd fallen in lovenWith that pretty faced, light skinned girl from romer roadnYou looked love happy but I heard she was a heavy loadnThen you had a kid, plus you was on your shotting vibenTo this day I cannot relate to how you must of felt insidenI can only get the impression it was horriblenCos two twos it left you in the mad hospitalnAll that pressure must have ruptured your soul mannFelt like your life was out of control mannYour death was fucked up cos it werent anticipatednI seen Matthew Kilsby and he looked devastatednI heard they found body in three parts mannYou left behind a lot of broken hearts mannYou took a dive from a high rise flatnnI saw you a couple months before, I didn't picture thatnLike I didnt picture Chris dying, or Carl dying, or Tom dyingnWondering who's next keeps me from cryingnSometimes I hate this fucking world there ain't no denyingnCos living life aint easy but I'm still tryingnI hope heaven's cool, if not what's hell saying?nIf some people get the chance I'll be shortly on my waynYeh cos its pure politics on my resumenBut public figure status makes me keep it hid awaynAnd nothing's changed in the manor - its the same factors nSame story, every now and then different actorsnYou ain't missing nothing but we miss you, sonnStill I'll see you on the other side blud, one