Damn ..
I'm down to my last , my last dime bag
i'm lackin .
when I get high I love travelin to Manhattan , somewhere lost
recapin .
I'm
struggling with anxiety and depression
and in
life nobody can determine what happens ...
happens
but i love tranquility and compassion .
relaxin , no stressin .
Reminiscin old skeletons .
in the cupboard
I'm stubborn from
my
heart being torn
been Lost ,
since the day I was reborn ,
within ...
I walked through the thorns
my friends .
you can sympathize , but you can't comprehend
what I've been through , nor where I been ...
all I want to do is win
but heaven is to hard to get in
for we all sin ..
till heaven let me in
I'm stuck in sin don't come...