Rest in Peace

[Verse 1: Snak The Ripper]
Lee Matasi, I still can't believe that you're gone
I hope you hear me up in heaven, man, I wrote you a song
It's only been seven years, but it, seems so long
I remember stealing paint with you and learning to bomb
I still got your artwork hanging up on my walls
Still got your number In my phone, hope you give me a call
And when I see your little sister, I see you In her face
You were a real good friend, I know you're in a better place
Yo, I miss you big homie, you changed mad lives
You always had a big smile, never had bad vibes
You used to share your forty with me, drink it in the summer heat
Never followed any rules skateboarded in the street
I've never seen you serious, always had a joke
Remember when you leant me money, rent was due and I was broke
You always had support for me, right from the start
Then that motherfucker went and put a bullet in your heart, RIP

[Verse 2: Snak The Ripper]
Grandpa Gordon, I still can't believe that you're gone
I hope you hear me up in heaven, cause I wrote you this song
I heard you wrote a poem for me but I never got to read it
Well I'm a writer too, I guess that's history repeated
You knew me as a boy, but I've grown to be a man
I look exactly like your youngest son I even got his hands
I worried for my brother and my dad everyday
Cause when it comes to drinkin' liquor all of us are the same
Got an addictive personality, it runs in my veins
I pray for the power to overcome the things I could change
I know you did your best to fight it, you had a big heart
You used to let my mother rest and take the kids to the park
I wish I knew more about you, bet you worked real hard
Sometime I think about you while I'm doing work in the yard
I was only three years old so I don't remember the day
You drank yourself to death and God took you away, RIP

[Quote from Steve Jobs:] "I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something...

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."