[Verse 1: K-Rino]
To whom it may concern, I apologize for everything I've done
And all the trouble that I caused, all my humanistic flaws
And the problems I've probably put all my people through
Inner peace was unattainable, the pain was unexplainable
Too deep for you, I'm sitting here wearing a suit never been worn
Blaming myself for world problems, wishing I'd never been born
In a state of deep depression, for my soul ain't no lifting
Flashing back about life about moves that I would have made different
I heard it said that taking your own life is selfish
And never dealt with what I dealt with, struggle to felt this helpless
And it's my life, so I choose whether to cancel or save
But on the other hand what right do I have to take something that God gave
I'm pretty sure there's some people in the grave that died young
That would love to still be in the game with breath inside lungs
But I'm sorry to disappoint them huh, but in all modesty
I'm about to terminate my policy and end this odyssey

[Hook]
After my last quote, that's all she wrote
I'm just sitting here proof reading my suicide note

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
How shall I kill me, let me count the ways
I've been devising and contemplating murder methods for days
Should I take a bottle of pills, drift off and never wake up
Thrust myself from a bridge and break up my bodily make up
Should I prop my back against the wall and pop my gat
To forcefully extract exploding brain material or visit Doctor Jack
To get a lethal dose of arsenic, injected in my heart, causing it
To pause when high poison gets off in it
But then again another killing plan that I'm feeling, man
Is to rope my neck then stand on a chair then dangle from the ceiling fan
Or take some gas since expiration is fast, heads thrown
But now I'm about to make my own future the past tense
So I'ma write this note and leave this Earth
By the time y'all read this I can see that tryna save me' will be needless
'Cause yesterday I felt terrific, but the world is wealth addicted
Injected depressive thoughts, now my wounds are self-inflicted
[Verse 3: K-Rino]
In my room, my mind made up, no chance for survival
Past suicidal, on my bed is a Quran and a Bible
But it's too dark to read 'cause all I've got is a candle lit
I can't handle it, phone been ringing all night but I ain't answered it
Huh, I got my Sam Cooke CD on
About to satisfy all the snakes and hypocrits who wanna see me gone
That's when I turn the TV on
And I noticed the needy woman living on the streets with 2 children, without a home
Watching the news, I see a lady breaking down
Over a chalk line on the ground where her sons body was found
Eliminated by a bullet from a cops gun
I'm witnessing wars where bombs killed inoccent people when they drop one
And folks appreciate life for what it is
And little kids laughing just made me realsie I wanna live
Now I'm grateful for my life and every breath I ever took
Now I can fold this letter up and place it in my Black Book