Straight Up

I hear a lot yall say life is a bitch talking all that shit about you dont wanna live well then go and get a sharp blade and give it a wrist take your God damn 12 gage and blow off your head or better yet man quit that bitchin and moanin go better yourself do something different then normal whatever that is kid isn't important as long as you did it with a bit of enjoyment shit as long you did it says it all to me voicless I dont want you to give up are you getting my point now. im not talking shit like I usually wind up doing when my mouth aint shut and my lips is moving im awful serious something fierce and brutal my experience near death is unreal and true both im not just some joke acting like I know shit ive been through it when I was low and spent time on dope I had suicide on tap all wrapped up ready to go like knives into me. at all times and oh how I liked that idea some nights and blue days. If I had a dime for everytime I thought that shot might just do me, in and be the last thing i choose to do before im gone and still chose to do it shit id be too rich, and if i had a nickel for everytime, I wanted to kill me myself or I, I'd be a billionaire homie oh my God, back then even all that money wouldn't fill me up, I didnt believe there was anything that could, but luckily for me I had an angels love, who wanted me to be everything I should. she was there for me and now im here for once, for anybody thinking lifes a tease or feeling like their done, take it from me you've only got one way to go and homie and that's straight up.