Man I been wandering this road for far too long Ain't it strange how nobody truly understands the real struggle of addiction this ain't what we planned we could've stayed in school it ain't that hard to follow rules but how easy is the path when you play the fool a victim isn't focused on how he can fix himself he wants to put the blame on anyone that trys to help we drown our sorrows with a bottle thinking it might help but all our vices keep us locked inside a prison cell I found a lot about myself when I was on the street cuz I would humble myself just to have a place to sleep a bite to eat something to drink and then some nicotine cuz everyone knows a smoker take your pick from 3 nicotine crystal cream don't forget the weed Ain't it strange how ain't it strange how we don't really want no help .... We would rather stay in our private hell