Once daddy walks out that door
He's never coming back
Mama picking up the slack
That's the life of being black
Proven fact
And it's harder to live
Though someday I gotta die
Dont fix ya face to cry
Just put your head to the sky
ooh o-oh 
pour out the bottle for me
Ohh-Ohh
When I'm gone you'll see
Ohh-Ohh
No other life like me
Whoahh-Ohh
Just let me rest in peace
Whoah-Ohh
Standing above my grave
Mommy please dont weap
Pour out the bottle for me