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