Lóoking into my sick and twisted mind because I felt like I lost more than a few screws
Because all my father did to me was put his hands on me and continue to abuse
Living in broke homes getting broken bones till I was calling from county phones
Tina freezing my thoughts so my heart is cold and hard as some stones
Dreams busted like rocks door of opportunity closed so I came in picking locks
Lost in space ,spacing out Tina's helping me kiss the sky flipping birds
by the flocks
Grew up top of my class in the school of hard knocks
This have not hustled on the blocks till my pockets had knots pain and agony I have lots
This fallen angel dying from inside out his soul slowly rots
Looking to the sky hoping my brother will shed light in my dark place
Cheek kissing with the reaper on a daily basis death I boldy embrace
The demon whispering in my ear has a blurry face
In the fast lane speeding at a steadily pace greatness I'm chasing do anything to win the race
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