DESCRIPTION:
This is my tribute song to Dan, I hope you all enjoy!

Lyrics:

(This song goes out to Dan, I think about you everyday man. I don't know why you had to go. Still think about what happened...never gonna forget. Yo...Yeah)

Dan, Dan The Man Fernan, when I look at my bracelets, I just don't understand,
don't know why of all people it was you this tragedy had to happen,
when I think of August 31st just wanna go back in,
back in time, remember hearing about it that night,
in denial, saying to myself man that can't be right,
news stations didn't have any type of correct info,
said you lived in Jersey, so I thought that it was all a symbol,
that everything going on was nothing more than fiction,
no joke, spent that night hoping, praying, and wishing,
but then I woke up early the next morning,
turned on my TV, went on Facebook, eyes started pouring,
but even then,
you going away still didn't hit me, went to your candle lighting, brought some
blue candles with me,
on my way outside, staring at my candle in disbelief,
only emotion I can describe my state of mind would be grief.
Every candle lit was the best and worst thing I've seen,
God oh God, why oh why can't this all be a dream.
It finally hit me when I went to the wake,
September 3rd, how could I ever forget the date.
Waited on that line just to have a chance to say goodbye,
hardest part that day was looking people in the eye,
when I saw your casket I swear I was traumatized,
shivering, shaking, frozen the entire car ride,
on my way back home,
thinking man this cant be life,
the things I'd do just to have you here now alive.
Even though I couldn't bring you back here if I tried,
at least I know that's it better over on the other side.
But still trust me I
wish that you could come back home, hard to me to accept the fact Dan that you
won't.
I just wish this was all some type of sick joke,
and speaking of a sick joke,
people said things that really made me wanna slit throats.

Honestly couldn't believe the things I read,
but the bitch who wrote it all fell down on his head,
yeah karma is a bitch and he definitely deserved it,
but even after that everyone here's still hurting.
Dan man, you were just such an amazing person,
made everyone happy, bro and I consider you perfect.
You're the perfect example of how life's supposed to be
good mood, good time, just always so genuinely happy.

And even though you're gone, your legacy'll never fade away,
swear you have me counting down the days,
when I can go up to Heaven n finally get the chance to see you,
consider you my role model, got me wanting to be you,
well be just like you, cause there could never be another you,
shout out to your crew,
can't imagine the pain they're going through.
Same with the people that were there on the bus,
gotta get through this, easier said than done, I know all this is tough,

And Shoutout to your beautiful sister, father and mother,
time heals wounds, you just gotta let em recover,
your son Daniel was honestly like no other,
forever remembered, Prep fam considers you our brother,
even in your Cor on east top, Cor 306,
still an empty desk right there where you used to sit,
Prep isn't the same, because its you we miss,
all we have is memories on which we reminisce.
And shit, so many thoughts still stuck in my mind,
But I can't find the words right now to make em rhyme.
I look up at the sky and when I see blue,
It's automatic I always start to think about you,
oh and dude, you wanna hear something great?
Your favorite rapper decided to dedicate his tape,
shout out to that man,
his name's Waka Flacka Flame
First thought when I heard the news, damn that's so insane,
helped us wipe away some pain. Yeah some pain, definitely not all,
when I look through your pictures I always start to bawl,
pretty soon Im'ma run out of tissue paper,
just remember this isn't goodbye my dude it's only see you later,
And I think I can speak on everyone's behalf
We all miss you Dan and we just wanna have you back.
even though we all wish we could see your face now,
getting over this loss...it's as difficult as it sounds.