[Verse 1: Eminem]
They ask me am I okay, they ask me if I'm happy
Are they askin' me that because of the shit that's been thrown at me?
Or am I just a little snappy and they genuinely care?
Doody, most of my life, it's just been me and you there
And I continuously stare at pictures of you
I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to, but I do, yeah, I say it
Now when you can't hear me, what the fuck good does that do me now?
But somehow, I know you're near me, your presence
Oh, I went and dropped some presents off for Easter
To them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their
Minds a little, and dog, you'll never believe this
But Sharonda actually talks to me now—Jesus!
And everyone else is just tryin' to pick up the pieces
Man, how could you touch so many fuckin' lives and just leave us?
They say grievance has it's way of affectin' everyone different
If it's true, how the fuck I'm supposed to get over you? Difficult as it sounds
[Chorus: Obie Trice]
Doody, I drop a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly, got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around, leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin', "Keep goin'! Be a man! No emotion! It's your duty!"
Until we meet again, Doody
They ask me am I okay, they ask me if I'm happy
Are they askin' me that because of the shit that's been thrown at me?
Or am I just a little snappy and they genuinely care?
Doody, most of my life, it's just been me and you there
And I continuously stare at pictures of you
I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to, but I do, yeah, I say it
Now when you can't hear me, what the fuck good does that do me now?
But somehow, I know you're near me, your presence
Oh, I went and dropped some presents off for Easter
To them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their
Minds a little, and dog, you'll never believe this
But Sharonda actually talks to me now—Jesus!
And everyone else is just tryin' to pick up the pieces
Man, how could you touch so many fuckin' lives and just leave us?
They say grievance has it's way of affectin' everyone different
If it's true, how the fuck I'm supposed to get over you? Difficult as it sounds
[Chorus: Obie Trice]
Doody, I drop a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly, got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around, leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin', "Keep goin'! Be a man! No emotion! It's your duty!"
Until we meet again, Doody
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