Im looking for a way to cope, so im writing down my thoughts. In a way this replace the dope, Poetic with the arts. In the ways that i speak my mind im likely breaking hearts but if a nigga aim to taking mine ill knock him off the charts. Follow me , im a drug addict, hustles how it starts. concentration on some major moves tore my life apart, it built me up and set me back its motivation in my heart so now I look to futures past as i figure out where to start. Focus up, I reimbursed my mind, no i will not live confined. I know my life it truly matters i cant let you waste my time. I take it back hustle harder for them dollas getting spent heart beating out my chest like im bout to hit the fence, where were you? where was i when you were lacking common sense, Fell off the cliff was in the water ive been drowning ever since. Now its time to stack this cheddar. stack bread like presidents. The fact i still aint leave this prison in my mind is evidence. My mind is still free...