When I die online
Would you be offline?
Trying your best to stay in line?
Or just talking out of line?

When I die Israel
With a train hitting me in its rail
Not getting your last mail
Would you remember the nail?

When I die
Though it sounds like tie and dye
I will still wear my tie
Looking so fly

When I die over there
Don’t ask for me here
Just saying you don’t care
No matter the sand in my hair