If change really existed how would you take it?
In other words If I told you I'm carrying an infant of yours
Would that turn your whole life around?
Would you stop running the streets and act like a man?
Or go on with this immature behavior of yours running the streets selling Dope convincing yourself it helps, but in reality all it does is tear You apart not only you but us.
You think I enjoy watching you inhale that herb going onto a different world of an illusion?
Or watch you grab onto that cigar because it "calms" you down?
Or let me remind you of the time you got locked up, saying you were sorry, but simply got back to where you started
I know your hurting I see it in you there's a reason why we've come this far Right? two And a half years already I'm still here.
Now tell me what if that infant of yours came out with those gazing eyes
With your cute smile that I can still picture from when we first started dating.
Now tell me how would you take the existence of change?
