I don't want to live no more
Sometimes I hear dealth knocking at my front door
Tired of seeing drunk, drug dealers,crack hores
I have no bed so I sleep on the floor
God tell me there is something else to life
Please tell me there is something more
Cause right now, I'm a fish dying on the sea shore
I'm tired of stealing bread out of the corner store
I have to steal bread
That how I stay feed
Listening to my stomach grumble before I go to bed
My misery makes me weep
That's the way I go to sleep
Because when one struggle ends 
Another one begins
I live all alone, and I have no friends
So god tell me you have something else, something else to send
And if you don't, "Hello death, please come on in"