All these voices in my
All these voices in my head trynna tell me what to do
Ion have a clue
I don’t know if they’re true
am I gonna break through
Some say do this
Some say do that
My potential they can see
And they all agree
There’s a life that I don’t want to live
It’s a life that doesn’t forgive
I don’t know exactly how
But I know I want to give
It’s gonna feel so good to pass on what I know
To somebody that doesn’t and I hope it shows
I’m gonna get to see them grow
To me that’s richer than having doe
Came from the bottom not literally
Came from the bottom mentally
Hopin that these drugs healing me
Yeah I have a drug tendency
Used to do them so pleasantly
Now I do them dreadfully
Man somebody needs to help me
Now I understand what I can’t do
Rely on these drugs like a damn fool
Rely on these people like a damn fool
All of my problems I ran from
All the plugs I ran to
All these hoes I ran through
A conclusion I had to come to
Losin is something I can’t do
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