Sitting here trying to get used to this slow motion to the point it's driving me crazy. But getting up every 15 minutes to walk around to keep me from letting my mind drive me insane, I'm trying to.
Drinking this liquor ain't good for me But it drowns out the vision of my casket even tho it seems to be getting one day closer for me to be laying in it I know it's scary just to be thinking that way but try to tell your self to put the dope down and it won't hurt anymore isn't as easy as some may think when I had an addiction But the only thing I really seem to understand was trying to get away from the depression and the pain I had inside but taking things for granted of what they really were, for the most part, I'm trying to.
After the fire comes the rain After the pleasure there's pain Becoming more lost at the time of being broke for the moment trying to figure out what I need to do to better my life. Money was the last thing I was wanting I wanted my life back. Chasing this pain away was only making me run towards the end of the line not even close to a single fill line. The heat was unreal until I got closer to God getting kick out of hell cause I was trying to become the mayor. I'm trying to.
I ask God to show me what type of man he wanted me to be but still having trouble Staying focus but listen women may love flowers and candy and diamonds and the finer things in life. It's ok on to be lonely cause when you get up to the kingdom you're going to be surrounded I'm Trying to.