life aint wgat i dreamed it would be ive taken and rolled with my punches drank my karma like a fruit punch loved like a nomad dont be mad im just a gypsy going through a li trip i aint seeing myself in the mirror no more just a ghost with no face its my chase my race to better life but somehow i always seem to trip trippin over the haters making their words tear me down i wanna lay down. fuck im tired. my story of paun i