Hmm, I dont even wanna fucking do this for real But I wouldnt be if I didnt
I be sitting by and I be thinking, mama what have I become All I was a family but I when I look I be the only one everything but money, everybody left And I even get to see my young
Only I get is in the studio I get to do another run On the road, doing shows, get the woes it slows Getting cold, getting owed, but the flows getting
I been doing this a minute, but I think I to end it Cuz I Im on a higher level when I go But the I be doing it, be losing it make it really tough for me to grow
All I wanted was a portrait See my babys on a ranch with But I was devil bitches in corsets I was never good, then I torched it
Im Mrs. Jackson Im speaking for real And I never meant to your daughter cry But I guess Im a failure with Im lost and I like I oughta die
Feel like it, Im away, my life is jus off in the gray How much does it cost? I pay to lay and be off in a coffin today I off in ashes, this life and after it clashes, if I get blasted This is letters all over again, I thought that I passed it
But I guess I didnt cuz this one is written And is no mending But I broke, a joke when I croak I jus hope I wont be descending
But this aint a joke, I you to know That Tech Nina is pretending in my bed with a gun to my head Asking, where is my happy Yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? What me? Is this a life worth
You how it begins But how it end for me? Will I live? Or He have it in for me? Will pop before I stop breathing? Is light in this dark Im seeing?
Yeah, I put my life in music, Nina is inside out I set my out for people, they know what the inside bout Will they keep feeling forever this? I doubt Can never cry for so if you listening this my shout
Im for the passageway to happiness But Im worldly so I have to lay in Yes this a strange year, worldwide near But the game's queer, sometime I feel like Im the reindeer
But instead of a red nose, I in my red clothes And the music, they said blows is on the top and the grows Can you a mothafucka that feel like he possess a dead soul? Deteriorates when inferior state, almost equal to bread
Now as my head goes, wish I could shed Because all of the times the Nina was shorted when I bled So now Im cold blooded and hella sick Is what the med shows, the slows And dont even think you reviving a rose, yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? about me? Is this a worth living?
You how it begins But how it end for me? I ever live? Or he have it in for me? Will this pop before I breathing? Is there light in this Im seeing?
Listen, Im on the verge of but Im competent Im breaking, so I picked one to vent The I look away when you talk to me My brain is evilness, Im drowning in 151 and rum I meant
how I feel I sit in the mirror with gun and practice how to kill But I know damn well that the people me Really wanna know how to
This is life is bout it, bout it Think of all the I lost my quest is not a meal
I feel like you, stupid, talk to me Im cracking up I dont mean laughter, Im of bitterness and its backing up And I live with angels but demons been shacking up Tug of war my spirits, see the blood Im hacking up
I love my and my fans, inside I sob harder Cuz you paid the price for my life and its like Bob Barker And I wont pretend that its okay, Im no facade So I guess my happy ending is at a massage parlor, yeaa
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy about me? Is this a worth living?
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I live? Or he have it in for me? Will this pop I stop breathing? Is there light in this dark Im