it aint easy like sunday mornings pain and mourning strained heart ties trials adjourning on my journey to belief or my lack of such from the streets i truck on i fuel up i look in the mirror its to much i spin away out to make another pop in adrenaline states for minum stakes for 1000 days in a cage ive been but a 1000 days in a rage i float away for my heart hurt ive lost to many people for this land ive conquerd was supposed to be the leader was supposed to be the one who rised above it all but not im twacked out on this adderall drinking alcohol smoking on a spliff rest in peace cody i promise that your missed free wall j everyday we was getting paid them niggas hated on you so they sat u down they tryna break our face