yeah this is the tree of life take your chance roll the dice lookin for the cheddar like we a bunch of mice you don’t get a second chance always think twice never be unwise one day I’ll see sunny skies everybody talks they some lies this ain’t baseball you don’t get three tries yeah I know this life is overpriced flashbacks in my head got me terrorized get so depresed I feel paralyzed I’m not in it to get recognized I write my verses they ease the pain inside I can’t see the light but I’m still gone shine this life ain’t real so ima use my time look up to god and I see a sign. man I hope it’s real this time. headed for the top there’s no mountain I can’t climb stay out the streets cause they full of crime wip so fresh always smell like pine all these girls wanna intertwine i don’t answer calls cause they waist my time gun on my waist smith and Wesson nine