Hands full of pills and a pipe full of shard Most of that time I was doing it hard A promise to the kids N a promise I won’t break I ain’t never going back I ain’t making that mistake I was staying up at night I was trapping that white Paranoia kicks in N it kicking in hard Now I got my mental back I am finding where my life at No more running round a night With a knife dacked Use to be me with my satty and my Nike bag Scales in the car door Rossco on the front floor If you want it come and get it know we go to war With a knock knock knock Then I am kicking in ya door I am glade I made the change And Im not in that fast lane