Grim Reaper

[Verse 1]
I'll tell you about a man
Who no doubt didn't give a damn
Five years been in and out of jail
Asking family and friends money for bail
Mid-twenties living in hell
Been in plenty of cells
His father walking out on him when he was eight
Never knew his true fate
Mom could barely give him a hot plate
Blends in with the wrong crowd
Doesn't care about anybody's feelings
Wants to make millions
Soon enough selling weed and cocaine
Shame to his family name
Low income based in Utah slums
So many foes, he'll start killing 'em
Met a beautiful girl with curls
Situation wasn't pleasant when she told him she was pregnant
Grabbed his shit ran out fast, hit the doorway
One month passed and baby on the way
Girl wishing he would stay
Working her ass off at the grocery store
Heavy thoughts of aborting cause she couldn't afford
There's the man
Nothing accomplished accept him purchasing a gun
For him to own and get shit done
Not a single thought of his son
Meets another woman from the block
Knocks her up, creates another problem which he will fuck up
An awaiting spouse
He's staying at his homies house
Scarce food so broke
His friend decides to go out for a smoke
Car rides by to do a drive-by
Bullets fly, walks out to see his friend not alive
No tears, wants a new affair
Took a swig of Brandy hops in his Camry, starts it and rides
Piece to his side
Speed to find them at 212 Street
Parks to hide, his eyes wide
One goes followed by another outside
Thinking of circumstances
Could be his only chance to be the bigger man
But he pulls the trigger damn
Jockey box holding the chrome
Decides to go back home
Wants to forget this madness as he lays on the mattress alone in the blackness
His life was disastrous
Closes his eyes as if he's gonna die
Wonders about the afterlife thoughts collide
Wakes up to see a black figure by his bedside
His heart drops in the inside
He cried laying there horrified
Wants to end his life
The shadow cuts his stomach with a scythe
Didn't care he did the same thing to his wrists with a knife
Everything goes black
He takes him to the presence of a residence
It was breathtaking
Girls stomach is aching
She's heartbroken
His face isn't cracking
Cared about himself
Showed no empathy, no sympathy
Another situation
Man sitting in the alley
His eyes roll back from shooting up so much crack
Passed on still no facial expression drawn
In an instant the Grim Reaper whispered, "Soon you'll be with me, you don't chance prepare for eternal torture and pain."
Awakens thinking it's a dream
It wasn't real
The girl and the drug fiend
Steals his dead friends wallet, puts it in his pocket
Dead car walks to the bar
Too much hatred
Drunk off whiskey and wasted
After five hours 3 a.m., planning home never made it
He's intoxicated
The guys he shot, their gang members pass by
Gonna die, make him hang on his last goodbye
Hit him with a fist, no
He pulled out a fucking pistol
With the Grim Reaper standing by them
Death knew the outcome
As he pulled the gun, still reasoning himself
The shit that he dealt
Too shocked to shriek, and a tear begin to roll down his cheek
Glances above the alley between two buildings
Imagining unborn children
Never hit the millions
His fucking dad walking out
Taking the wrong route, now he knows what it took him to
Pistol cocked
Body locked
Shocked
As his head gets popped
[Verse 2]
It'll be brutal
She now cares little by little checking in at the hospital
Not yet visited by the Grim Reaper
Doctors ready to start procedure
Reminiscing every childhood memory
From growing up with a practically good family
To being 22 doing messed up shit what a tragedy
Horrible feelings
It'll take a while to start healing
Heavy breathing
Next day she'll be filing for divorce and
She went through with the abortion