On this mic I don't know what to say
I wanna cry like everyday
Move past the pain
And get on with my life
Find a fly chick
And make her my wife?
Harder than it sounds
And I know it sounds hard
Too much pain
It's compressin my heart
I don't know what to do anymore
Someone help me i pray to the lord
Suicidal thoughts they flood my mind
Keep 'em sealed I don't like to whine
Would I cause more pain if I go
Is it selfish to rid my woes?
Reminiscin on my missed dos?
Does hope remain for all these fools?
Will I make it to gardens and pools
Maybe if I go there's shit to lose