Just A Song I Wrote
DJ Clay Lyrics

I got shot, popped on Tuesday night
I was shot and wounded on a Tuesday night.

Now I'm on the ground fighting for my life
I'm lying on the ground struggling to survive.

Will I die? Or will I not?
I'm unsure if I'll survive or not.

will I get high again or will I rot?
I don't know if I'll have the chance to get high again, or if I'll die before I can.

I can't move my body I just stay still
I'm paralyzed and can't move.

I just lay there thinkin of any beef that was built.
I'm contemplating if this is related to any past disputes I've had.

Was it revenge for them? Was it friends of them?
I'm questioning if this attack was intended as revenge, or if it was carried out by their associates.

All these questions in my head and I can't answer them.
I'm overwhelmed with questions, but I'm unable to find any answers.

I think back random thoughts of the past
I'm reminiscing about various memories from the past.

tears come to my eyes but all I can do is laugh.
I'm feeling overwhelmed by conflicting emotions, resulting in tears and laughter.

I know I don't wana die, but then would it be so bad?
I'm conflicted between wanting to survive and questioning if death would be a bad outcome.

A daughter without her dad, I know that I can't so I hold on.
I realize that my daughter needs me, so I cling to the hope of surviving.

Now I'm on the stretcher, and I'm taking deep breaths
I'm being transported on a stretcher and I'm trying to control my breathing.

the Doc said my last breath might be my next.
The doctor told me that I might take my last breath soon.

He said hang son and be real calm,
The doctor advised me to remain calm and composed.

I said 'I can't die, plus my hands feel numb.'
I expressed my fear of dying and my growing sense of numbness.

so I pray 'Lord you can't take me now, I won't let these mother f___ers take me out.'
I begin to pray to God and vow not to let my attackers kill me.

I already miss my girl, I already miss my kid,
I'm already missing my family and loved ones.

I already miss my boys and all the s___ that we did.
I'm reminiscing about the good times I used to share with my friends.

We used to record hits just for us,
We used to record music just for our own enjoyment.

we didn't give a f___ boy we couldn't be touched.
We were fearless and thought nothing could harm us.

But now, I hear machines beepin sounds,
I hear the sounds of medical machines beeping around me.

beepin louder every minute, every hour,
The machines are producing increasingly louder beeps as time passes.

counting down, so I hold on.
This sense of urgency motivates me to hold on to the hope of survival.

Now my eye's can't stay open I'm looking through a blink
I'm struggling to keep my eyes open and my vision is blurry.

watching everybody cry, It's getting hard to breath.
I observe tears and sadness around me, and I'm finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.

Tryin to say my last words It's hard to speak
I'm trying to express my final words, but it's becoming harder to speak.

as I open up my mouth feel my body getting weak,
As I attempt to talk, I notice that my body is becoming weaker.

Please, tell my momma and my daddy that I love them both,
I'm requesting that my parents be notified that I love them.

tell my daughter I'm sorry I couldn't watch her grow,
I'm apologizing for not being able to witness my daughter's growth.

Tell my homies my bad I couldn't see 'em blow,
I'm apologizing to my friends for not being there to witness their success.

and tell my tell my tell.
I'm unable to complete my last message.

I'm in and out memories are fading out
I'm drifting in and out of consciousness, and my memories are becoming increasingly unclear.

HOLD ON
This sense of urgency motivates me to hold on to the hope of survival.

In and out very weak I couldn't hold on
Despite my best efforts to hold on to life, I'm becoming increasingly weak and my survival is unlikely.