Its four in the morning, get ready for the setting and state
2013.. the worst thing was headed his way
He usually will stay inside with all the pain
But this time it wasnt a regular day
The pain came over from shame of taken pathways
He could of switched, but ditched for a fast pace
Of life, rather live in a cave then hate, live every day
But yet i contradict, cause i know how hard it is
To just sit barely make it, nearly facing legal payments
Need to say it ,i need help , heres my presentation
I live with no check sleeping all the days in
Last night, barely slept unless you count the waiting
On my minds registration of common contemplation
Schedule of a bum,mindset of Van Gogh
Lighting up like lamp poles just to know where to go
My minds made up,like fiction is it so,this isnt my goal to smoke bowls
Its so,much more apply to like four,nine to five ,score work title type
Finally the hype provides,him with enough hope, flows like jump rope
Smoothly enough dough, just to get some dope ,my bad im so
Forgetful, but this all came in an echo from words ive heard
My body tells me to let go,drug abuse,jobs, options some will choose
Just a quick piece basically about my struggle with a job and how hard either situation is 
