It was August 12th...twenty 12....
When I made a mistake,
9 months....
For 9 months I was locked away.
I drank and drove...
And i was high man it ain't no lie,
2am....
Getting ****** up on the west side.
Rolling blunts....
Drinking bottles with the homie,
Had no cups....Straight out the bottle, yeah you know me.
As I think about it....
I'd do anything just to take it back,
I wasted time...a lot of time,
That I can't get back.
I got in the car...
Turned the key then I hit the gas,
Made a right....
And I was straight but it didn't last.
Thought I was smart....
Made the choice not to go back home,
That's a drive....Instead I drove...
To my grandma's home.
25...up on Moore....
Made the stop signs,
I was thinking....
Go to my grandma's til like 8 or 9.
Banging music...
Made a left up on liberty,
I was conscious. ....
But my conscious wasn't thinking see.
Made right...
25 Down on Madison,
Got to rappin....
Feeling good cuz of my medicine.
But I was clueless...
About the traffic up in front of me,
About the road block....
Checking as I'm passing, G.
They pulled me over....
Then they hit me with the question,
Have you been drinking?....
Now I'm really ****** stressin...

To be continued.