i been up 12 days from tweaking on a one way street
in the ghetto praying to god to help me let go
and let my self show
the spirit i got inside
but right now just don't know
my life is a lie its all a big nothing
they say you lucky to be alive kid
i tell them you're just bluffing
so im huffin and puffin in my calvins im stuffing
bags of beige and dull pointed works
i splash some puddle water on my face as the ppd lerks
in and out of the squad car being me
running checks on my id
seeming desperate defines me
guilty of some shit dumb shit some something i didnt do
but i hardly ever care cause im on some get numb shit
they finally take everything from me self respect dignity and heart
i cant stand up for shit they tear me apart
junkie this needle that
track mark having criminal mined
mad as fuck cause they cant even find it
i did it its gone you fucking pig youre too late
you'd have to be the one selling to dirty up my clean slate
thinking i got away got another one over
but on no one but me cause my life has long been over
i been a shell for a minute and undesirable minute
its been like give me a hyp and make sure somethings in it
take me closer to dying and further from the truth
light a candle in my name and kneel down in the booth
pray for my demise on this plane
cause lifes overrated and i cant take the pain
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