Im So sick of bein broke and miserable I had to cope and find a road that isn't dope Well not literal, but lyrical But its still a little dope Now thats literal fereal though It's got me feeling hope For the first time went from sniffin to spittin lines just this inst coke Thats what i wrote these lyrics To keep my spirits woke, im jus glad it's over, i was at the realist low, Now no one gonna steal this show/ There's only one way up from here, And away we go, working on a new me, il never go back to who I used to be I was acting stupidly, restraining g myself from who I should truly be/ it felt like death was soon to be, but who would even read my eulogy/ fuck that out with the old and in with my new dreams/ no one by my side but I liked it I became a friendless fiend, now im try and be a fiendless friend its me again I can finally breath again were all weak as men feeding our flesh every weekend weere at our weakest when we're easily pleased but we forget we bleed as menWfwf k 7. .