Make sure when I pray I ask for a hundred years Ever since I lost them I promise that there ain’t shit I fear Been to plenty funerals, I was forced to say bye Every time we buried them, it was cloudy gray skies The type of pain you can’t feel or imagine until life hit you When you hurting on those sad days, the sky cried with you Ain’t no signs of it getting better When you lost the glue, same people that held the fam together