"My Death"
Tonight I'm drifting off
Into a drug induced coma
As my eyes roll back into my head
I see pictures of my moma
She says I'm proud of you son
Not many will speak against Obama
As my heart stops beating
I begin to see light
Im in the arms of an angel
She says "I'm taking you home tonight"
She whispers and tells me
We are going to treat you right
I'm taking u to a place
Where your darkness will turn into light
As i wake up from my coma
I no longer feel stoned
I'm in the presence of perfection
I've been placed at the foot of god's throne
I hear god say "Ryan what have you done wrong"
And if you tell me a lie
I will place you in hell where you belong
So as i stand tall i say with a smile
I tell god im a perverted drug addict
But i think you should let me stay for awhile
Because my heart remains pure
Im a victim of others denial
I hear god chuckle and laugh
He says i know this Ryan
But that is the wrong path
You spew hatred and shame
All just to get a laugh
"You are correct god"
I did talk hate and spew shame
But it was all in self deffence
Because people placed shame upon my name
I had to fight back
Because you never stopped the pain
I was crucified like your son
As i smiled and took the blame
Without any words being said
I feel the hand of god
Placed upon my head
As i hear him say
"Ryan I believe every word you have ever said"
I know your intentions are good
I know you stood tall against a gun full of lead
That is why you deserve
To be released from a life filled with dread
All of a sudden
I wake up on a beach
I hear children playing
I see smoking hot nuns ready to preach
They all have huge boobs
With an ass like a peach
So they pick me up as the children play in the sand
They all start singing
"Ryan this is your land"
This sea is your tears
That is why we play in the sand
The children rush to tell me
Kurt Cobain and Elvis are also here
Along with 2pac and Biggie
They have a fridge full of beer
So as i wipe away my last final tear
I smile and laugh
God placed me in my own version of heaven
Filled with smoking hot nuns, dope rock stars and a fridge full of beer
Tonight I'm drifting off
Into a drug induced coma
As my eyes roll back into my head
I see pictures of my moma
She says I'm proud of you son
Not many will speak against Obama
As my heart stops beating
I begin to see light
Im in the arms of an angel
She says "I'm taking you home tonight"
She whispers and tells me
We are going to treat you right
I'm taking u to a place
Where your darkness will turn into light
As i wake up from my coma
I no longer feel stoned
I'm in the presence of perfection
I've been placed at the foot of god's throne
I hear god say "Ryan what have you done wrong"
And if you tell me a lie
I will place you in hell where you belong
So as i stand tall i say with a smile
I tell god im a perverted drug addict
But i think you should let me stay for awhile
Because my heart remains pure
Im a victim of others denial
I hear god chuckle and laugh
He says i know this Ryan
But that is the wrong path
You spew hatred and shame
All just to get a laugh
"You are correct god"
I did talk hate and spew shame
But it was all in self deffence
Because people placed shame upon my name
I had to fight back
Because you never stopped the pain
I was crucified like your son
As i smiled and took the blame
Without any words being said
I feel the hand of god
Placed upon my head
As i hear him say
"Ryan I believe every word you have ever said"
I know your intentions are good
I know you stood tall against a gun full of lead
That is why you deserve
To be released from a life filled with dread
All of a sudden
I wake up on a beach
I hear children playing
I see smoking hot nuns ready to preach
They all have huge boobs
With an ass like a peach
So they pick me up as the children play in the sand
They all start singing
"Ryan this is your land"
This sea is your tears
That is why we play in the sand
The children rush to tell me
Kurt Cobain and Elvis are also here
Along with 2pac and Biggie
They have a fridge full of beer
So as i wipe away my last final tear
I smile and laugh
God placed me in my own version of heaven
Filled with smoking hot nuns, dope rock stars and a fridge full of beer