Reminiscence I'm reminiscent not by nature what can I say I'm a complex creature describe me as one but that's not my feature tend to look at the past I know my future so imma let this memory out just a picture it starts in a sorrow confusion of time continue a period of interpretation carrying tissues to attenuate tears of a nonexistent been to that later on became been few irrelevant to the story that we here too back then the future was dope all I had was a certain hope and in that present it helped cope with the reality that soon swope got fears got depts got deaths got bad got sad got back to hell that future brought in the process we trusted till I said oh God does this mean the end of the might thoughts and dreams that made u think u can go abroad turned to oh shxt that's rather odd tha hell was I thinking matter fact I'm so exhaust from all the tension responsibilities accountabilities probabilities liabilities lack of abilities cababilities affinities festivities I'm not fond of all that positive thinking I mean fuck off life is like a roller coaster I mean c'mon been all the way down and no chance to climb off the rack cauz we be confined in some kind of sack to keep the standards of whatever the hell foolish just to think of help I mean who u gonna tell? ur mom ur Pop or pheraps o papai noel or I forgot another bulshxt that they gonna cell for hope that u never get it real but I'm doing well too late anyway in the system I fell I had no intel I couldn't smell no one could tell expel or even dwel this is deep hell but we doing well at least in that bulshxt u can excel and after a good dose of reality u say farewell.