my nightmare

I ain't got no time for the tricks and stupid games bitch, I ain't got no time for the talkin and exchange bitch. I ain't got no time for the lames and stupid games bitch. if you talking all that lip, we coming with extendo clips. catch you off guard, chilling with yo set. run up on you hard. bustin at yo chest. thinkin you in charge, best just save yo breath cos when we roll up on the scene we come equipped with masks and vests. pop another xanax just to ease the stress. the shit that I been goin through might send me over the edge. I try and get some rest. this percocet ain't workin man I think I need a pan or a bullet in my motherfuckin head! cos lately shit ain't working I been tryna keep composure but I'm hurtin and it's obvious I'm bout to dive right over ina free fall. see how long it takes to see saw back up in this world with a new life. maybe this time I can do it right, get a job, keep a wife. add a couple kids in the mix. grilling in the back yard yea that be some shit. I'm trading in this nightmare for a happy ever ending.