Whining At Your Dead Feet

[Verse 1]
I don't like this pain
That night I cried for days
The pain, I like to hide away
My eyes could cry for days
But instead, I watched the time decay like fuck the price to pay
You got shot two times in the eye and face (Please)
Now I'm whining at your dead feet
Just know I won't forget these times, you understand me?
You knew the real me, I knew the real Keith
When they killed you kid, yeah, they killed me (On God)
I was crying at your grave because I knew you had to say a few more things before you left, like tell your family you're gay
You got lured by opps and gangs who had suspicions of your ways
Shit, you thought your ass was safe but that kid who pulled a K aimed that shit right at your face
I don't wanna tell your story but I am and it's okay
Now you in a better place
I know God will keep you safe
I just wish that I could talk to you about my life today, but you're gone now

[Interlude: News Reporter, DYSTOPIAN.]
The video shows them draw their weapons and fire at a man wearing a red jacket
This happened back on October 18 at the intersection of Hoe Avenue at Westchester alley
It's okay, it's okay (Brrrrr)

[Verse 2]
You taught me mad shit
Was bagging grams and asking Keith about the fashion
Now I'm facing problems, got no one to ask, shit
Rhythms in my glasses
Everytime we sold, I was always just cut back, kid
Never taking taskses
Gave me what I asked for
Always saw him struggling, I always wish he had more
Rocking them dickies and dirty Jansports
Fighting with me, stop it, I hate when we go back and forth
Now, I'm crying at your dead feet
Won't forget, so don't forget me
Won't forget, so don't forget me