Rain Drops

Tear drops in the pillow on my bed
 Still trying to keep my head up
 Know you'd rather see me dead
 And the raindrops keep on falling
 I said they keep on falling
 And they keep on falling
 I said they keep on falling
 Slaughterhouse, yo
 I'm the product of when a nigga mama gives up
 Crying, laying in the trash with the lid shut
 Ain't got no family, my mind is tender
 My daddy's invisible, my Mom's is Brenda, uh.
 If I survive I'm grow into what
 Society considers trash, the rope is to us
 That mean I'm hanging myself by living
 The noose is getting murdered, that or going to prison
 My mind's controlled before I learned mind control
 What you call living life, I call dying slow
 I'm genetically predisposed
 The reaper the only thing that can ease my soul, freezing cold
 Feeling like I was given life
 And if I take it, at least I choose
 I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops
 'Til then all I'm hearing is wind and rain drops
 Tear drops in the pillow on my bed
 Still trying to keep my head up
 Know you'd rather see me dead
 And the raindrops keep on falling
 I said they keep on falling
 And they keep on falling, falling
 'Cause this is my pain
 Dear Auntie, I still feel your timeless sorrow
 Before you died, it's like your body was mine to borrow
 Like I jumped in your physical shell while you was
 Going through miserable hell saying goodbye to tomorrow
 Everyday it makes me sad, angry, mad
 How you were sent to heaven's sacred path
 Duct taped and gagged, plus raped and stabbed
 Body draped in blood, what a fate to have
 Such a pitiful end, I'm popping Ritalin like they Skittles
 'Cause when I sleep, I can feel it again and again and again
 And it's difficult, killing is the wickedest Biblical sin
 I'm talking about Mama's identical twin
 I see your face when I look at her
 Her reminder of how I've been in the cold since 14 years old
 I swear to God, I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops
 'Til then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops
 Rest in peace, Chacha
 Tear drops in the pillow on my bed
 Still trying to keep my head up
 Know you'd rather see me dead
 And the raindrops keep on falling
 Yeah, they keep on falling
 Yeah, they keep on falling, falling, falling, yeah
 Nah, I ain't move bricks on the Peter Pan
 No father around to teach me how to be a man
 We was too high, didn't know where we would land
 Scraping coke on the weed til' niggas didn't see a plant
 Alcoholic's child raise off of sugar water
 Headed to you and just thought about how good he was brought up
 Coulda, woulda, outta one track mind
 They say man of many hats buys a hooker for a quarter
 And now I'm writing a book and the hood's the author
 Called the 'Obvious Poker Face, The Look of Torture'
 Teach you how to climb your way out that ditch then
 Me all I need is this pen and thick skin
 Being so bright could mean you lit then
 'Cause you start trying to figure out a figment
 I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops
 'Til then all I hear is wind and rain drops
 Tear drops in the pillow on my bed
 Still trying to keep my head up
 Know you'd rather see me dead
 And the raindrops keep on falling, falling, falling, falling
 Check it out, I'm still waiting on my dad to get back
 He went to the store in '84 and I ain't seen him after that
 Another single mom public assisted the rent wasn't consistent
 So they had us back and forth in court in the months of the blizzard
 My sneakers leaned, the rubber was missing
 No one on ones, they always jumped me
 No brothers and sisters to hold me down
 Along with headphones plugged into a cheap Walkman that ate tapes
 Gun shots and me sleep walking, I hate weights
 A whole lot of crying, police chalking that fake tape
 Ambulance never on time, they like a day late
 My cousin had to vacate, my best friend since age eight
 Sometimes I can't hold them I kid you not
 Eyes get swollen holding on that tissue box, somebody get a mop
 I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops
 'Til then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops
 Tear drops in the pillow on my bed
 Still trying to keep my head up
 Know you'd rather see me dead
 And the raindrops keep on falling
 Yeah, they keep on falling, they keep on falling
 Falling, yeah, they keep on falling
 And they keep on, and the raindrops keep on falling
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah