MY STORY

I woke up from trenches Passed out in the streets hoping for a better day The lights are out There's nobody to save me I'm praying to God fighting demons locked up in my anxiety I hate myself and the man I'm becoming The drugs help me to cope I watch the grave I know I'm next I see the stars calling my name I see death rolling a red carpet Just to let me in my grave I'm happy to see my casket Blessed to see my grave I'm not afraid of the opps in the block I'm not afraid of the thugs in the streets The lights are out niggas passing out we strong holding on the pain