He wanna change his life but he can’t
cuz this just what it is he addicted to the game
he addicted to the gains
he never fears the chains
he rather rock ‘dem chains
he made it out the cage
his vision like a cave
he never thinks to change
he just wants some change
embodied his family’s pain
he always felt the rain
now he rather make it rain
he came up from the mud
a lowly rose bud
his thorns draw blood
it drops with a thud…
can’t get close to hug
he’s setting up pretense
distressed and he needs friends
obsessed wit the weekends
won’t confess that he’s weakened
when stressed thru the week’s end
…his girl at home wit his kids
hoping he makes it home
she was raised right
and knows what he makes is wrong
though he’s a thug
love is a drug
she’s had everything but love…
he loves her right
so tough advice
she’s stuck inside
thru the rough-
they stayed side by side
she’s ride or die
she fears he just might die
realizing
every ‘goodbye”
could be, bye
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