I be looking for happiness in all the wrong places,
by Sarah Lynn Jackson
Everyone around me be having long unhappy faces,
Of all things, why it have to be you?
Nobody, not even I have a single clue,
All the bullets go flying, and it only goes through a single man,
Funny how everyone say they your number one fan,
When everyone hears your name,
They all go crazy - but, once gossip dies down it was all just for fame,
Rest in peace, Jah,
While haters be saying, 'He ain't fit for peace, ha! '
So rest in peace, I'll see you on the other side,
But for now, I bid thee goodbye.