

Yeah...
Khay Sean in the room.
Just sitting here looking at the
ceiling, thinking...
When I'm no more,
how would it really be? (listen)
When I'm no more,
how would it be?
Will you hold on to the memory of me?
Will the stories fade like writing in the sand,
Or will my words stay alive across the land?
(yeah,
tell me)
Khay Sean, I poured my spirit on these pages
Hoping what I left behind could outlast the ages Would you play
my favorite track on a rainy night?
Would you tell my people that I fought the proper fight?
I wonder who shows up when the curtain falls down Who really
cared about the man behind the sound
No pity needed, just the honest truth Did I leave a bit
of wisdom for the youth?
When I'm no more,
how would it be?
Will you hold on to the memory of me?
Will the stories fade like writing in the sand,
Or will my words stay alive across the land?
I walked through trials trying to build my name Never chased the
foolish pride or the hollow fame If tomorrow isn't promised,
let the tape roll on Let them know the heart beating inside
Khay Sean Did I love enough?
Did I lift somebody higher?
Did I spark a flame that turned into a fire?
Keep my head held up even when the ground shakes Measure up
a life by the chances that it takes
When I'm no more,
how would it be?
(tell me how it's gonna be)
Will you hold on to the memory of me?
Will the stories fade like writing in the sand,
Or will my words stay alive across the land?
(forever live on)
Just remember the name.
Khay Sean. I gave you every piece
of my truth.
Rest easy now.