Reality really bites and it's vicious like Bishop. Wanna be a different person, switch my cards like it's a mishap. Everyday I make mistakes and think about it through the night. I cant sleep and ain't eat so to live is like a fight. I pray that God show me the light. I know that he could make it right, cause it wont be long til I'm a goner-outta sight. Coughing, choking, passing OG mucus living in my lungs; will it become a tumor say goodbye is what I sung? I often think about the past and wonder how it could've lasted. I wish that I could just get blasted but I have feelings couldn't mask it. Same shit but different day, upset cause I cant find my way. Who are my friends? I couldn't say, cause i've been wrong before today. My nigga pushed me to the side like i was veggies on his plate, then come back around like Colli Buds and I'ma wait? This worlds a crazy place but i cant say i wanna stop. People die here everyday and all I thought about was cock. I guess life was never easy, though most, they got it worse. It don't make me feel no better; like we're living but we're cursed. I sit back and take a breath, look up and see ahead. There are more important things like My Savior's daily bread!!!