Ready for the king
Where I’ll be free
So one last piece
Last piece of me
I’m sorry momma
Put you thru hell
And alotta drama
But only you could tell
That I really did try
to quit this ****
And not get High
Or take another hit
I even asked for help
and only you could see
How invisible I felt
Bein an addict like me
To a world unseen
And a world that was mean
I was a good person
I treated people right
Yet my addiction worsened
Everyday and every night  
Cause the world was mean
So I numbed the abuse
Why should I get clean?
What’s the use?
I’ll always be sad
And still alone
Never good enough dad
Mom I jus wanna go home
So before I set myself free
Here’s my last piece
Last piece of me