[Intro: Centri]

If I don’t live another day

And we should go our separate ways, okay

[Verse 1: AWKWORD]

It was pitch black and eerily vacuous for this hour

The sky ain't even clouded, no one predicted showers

Stay strapped with the umbrella, never be without it

Don't forget how much it rains and everything that allows it

Raised by a working mom with no pops

Made a man on the streets, of a city they forgot

Can't stay on this stoop, watching 'em push rocks

Got to escape through through Hip Hop, hustling or jump shots

If it's getting out of hand and you want to avoid violence

Go south, start fresh, stay away from where the crime is

But it don't take long, for crime, to find, him

And of course, he on something like, 'F it' if I why win

'Til it starts getting hectic, the pressure, it sets in

Get restless, wrestling, depression's the next thing

The memories get foggy, the vision it lessens

The reference, begins, gets home with wet wings

Like, 'ahh, yeah, mom's porch, sunlight'

Even the weatherman mis-predicts the weather sometimes

Stay strapped with the umbrella, never be without it

When it rains it downpours, you just, can't get around it

When the sewers get clogged and the streets start to flood

When it gets too hot and decent people spill blood

When everybody grinding, fighting back the bad luck

The coffer's, dried up, and every rain drops a slug

Day two, after two years, of being away

Lived two times, already, at 22 years of age

The night was pitch black, like the gloves they raised

22 caliber pistol, 22 shots at close close range

[sirens]

[Verse 2: AWKWORD]

Eyelids flickering, heard the buzzing and beeping

Sounded like a hospital room, Christ, am I dreaming?

Or did they cut my life short, lived, with no meaning?

I heard my ma's voice, too real to be a feeling

When I realized I survived I made a pact with God

I'm a dedicate the rest, for what I almost just lost

I created a show, for local talent to rhyme on it

Formed my own company, keep ya Eye On It

Represented artists, a few, got high on it

I got the heart and the grit, they can rely on it

Making independent films, videos with rap veterans

The storms still hit, but I'm, better equipped to weather them

I formed my own charity, exchanging Guns 4 Cameras

Goes deeper than a gun exchange, kids deserve answers

Here's the artist's way to shoot, I'll give it some more chances

Teach the youth to use umbrellas, now who's afraid of rain dances?

[Hook: Centri]

If I don’t live another day

And we should go our separate ways, okay

Just all I ask of you if that is true

Is to make sure my story is told

If I should live another day

Then I will pray that I will change my ways

And vow to teach the youth

To learn from my mistakes

And the path that I chose

[Verse 3: Centri]

He takes a deep breathe, reflecting on the moment, zoning on how it happened

Was it karma that had him trapped in?

Perhaps

But every waking moment that focused on his opponents, now focused on his atonement

Think back, priorities were setup

Fighting what God provided cause his instincts wouldn’t let up

Felt something was going on, all along he kept strong

Before he heard a noise he knew something was wrong

Then a flash

He was sitting home alone, absorbing that good wisdom, that kept him out of prison

Just being thankful for living, but nothing's ever promised to (you)

When the wicked comes to take your life what good is honor to you?

His will power let out a loud cry

He saw bullets, and darkness on the outside

His girl is asking who was wit em

His peoples tell him, 'whoever did it we gonna get em'

But his soul is feeling frigid

Right now, he’s just needing a blanket

His body's feeling stuck, and it’s the simple things he's asking in that final clutch

It's bigger than the force of nature, it’s that vital trust in God and having faith that he will save you

With his Midas touch

Hoping he sends a golden angel, for a second chance

Suddenly, he gasps

As he quotes his math to keep himself conscious

Like a profit, fighting to regain his life with logic

He says:

[Hook: Centri]

If I don’t live another day

And we should go our separate ways, okay

Just all I ask of you if that is true

Is to make sure my story is told

If I should live another day

Then I will pray that I will change my ways

And vow to teach the youth

To learn from my mistakes

And the path that I chose