aittin on the fromt porch thinkimg bout my life somepne come fourth & tell me im right that the shit i did wasnt the right decisions wasnt done for the right reasons maybe im my own type of demon coming from a planet called venus i mever meant for you to see thia im usually a better guy but these people i called friends let out the fienden in me i was addicted to methamphetamine man. my feet were glued to the cement thinking i got nothing to repent for but i guess i was just lying to everyone aroumd me for my own dreams i concive imside my mind its like a library amd im stuck in the fantasy section cant get out not even for a second why am i here how come my life ismt clear people got it easy silver spooned fed mever dealt woth demons or thier fears ahots weird this aociety expects miracles out of the blue but miss your steered by what the govt tells you lies doscrimination hate even if it wasnt thier there would still be me sitting here lookimg up at rhe stars womdering whats up there i think aometimes maybe theres aomeome up there lookkg down on me showing what i need to do im the scary darkest tomes you see no matter what it is belive in a higher power cause one day it wipl save your lofe in the time of the hour dont be sour be happy syd the kid hi its me.