You open your eye-lids and get capped in the ribs
Your funeral they have your 12th grade portrait
Black Thought continues to lay out the ever-present danger of gunfire in the streets. He takes the listener through the funeral and circumstances surrounding the death of a young man, presumably from Philadelphia. The 12th grade portrait reveals how young the victim is.
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