[SaD_EyEz]

As i write this letter,i watch my homboy die,
he's in pain and he's tierd, but help him, please try.
As i write this letter, los homies jump some guy,
because he's from the wrong barrio, can you belive that's why?
As i write this letter, the homies all cry,as we drink to him, we pray no one else has to go,no one has to show,all the pain and sarrow.
as i write this letter, i place a rose on his coffin,he' not gonna come back doesn't matter how hard i'm prayin.