all this pain that im in cant seem to win all the desicions that im following all the heart aches that i had bottled in im more of a winner then a failure cause all i do is see my name on the news letter in bold letters its hard when i cant repent the things in mylife with out feeling no remors but why does this pain in my heart hasno remore im getting to it i got body i took shottys now im on the glicht i took the hit now what is when things cant go the way i make it cant fake it cant turn the pages back to create the things that i thought couldnt rip but wont break and im silent on the island i get to myself no seem to wanna talk but if a bitch want it poppin i guess is time to stop thechit chat now itsoff the clip shoot the hands like mic tyson i heard that bryson couldnt take the heat so she booked it on to the next sucked the uhhhh good theres no fighting like domestic violence but i get use to what im use to now its time to see the light and so why do we say we love one another but we still fighting come we still fighting this why i stay to self keep silent