I’m coughing, I hear some screaming
I’m inclined to just start dreaming
But, my nigga shaking me, speaking
I’m lookin incredulously, thinking
”Nigga, I’m focused on bleeding
Through three holes I’m fuckin leaking”
He saying, “Space, you in shock!
You never before been shot!
But, the cops been called, we cain’t be caught!
Get the fuck up and walk!
I’mma pull around the car!”
So, as he runs, I struggle stand
Dizzy, lightheaded bad
Feel like I’m breathing in glass
I make it to back seat
I’m feeling beat
I wanna sleep
Consciousness, drifting in and out
Intermittently hear him shout
But, I couldn’t say what he was talking bout
I don’t know if I’m alive, right now