If you were still around
Would it freak you out
To see your face on every other t-shirt in this town
Would you even care
That many of these brats
Don't know a thing about the man whose shirts they wear
Would it make you proud
To know the songs you've written
Have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd
Would it make your day
To know how many people
You have managed to inspire
Along the way
And would you be surprised
To hear the stories and the rumors
That revolve around the day of your demise
Would you realise
That a gunshot wound
Inflicted to the head can alter more than just one life
Would it make you proud
To know the songs you've written
Have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd
Would it make your day
To know how many people
You have managed to inspire
Along the way
15 books on Amazon, I really doubt that turns you on
A dozen films called it a wrap, tell me what you think of that
Another clothing line for sale, does that make you wanna bail
A legacy that's grown sky high, they'll milk this sucker till it's dry
Would it make you proud
To know the songs you've written
Have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd
Would it make your day
To know how many people
You have managed to inspire on the way
Does it make you proud
To know the songs you've written
Have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd
Would it make your day
To know how many people
You continue to inspire
Along the way