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am i goin down the wrong trail is all this weed to extreme will i prevail suceed with my dreams or fail and proceed with all my screams i guess its to early to predict but im surley sick of all this shit im without a doubt always down and out this world like a big word im tryin to sound it all out im lookin for a big road a found a small route and every day i go down worse roads i wonder when will the curse close and i wonder when the rainy days will start to clear and when will the thunder storms stop being so severe and ppl say i dont got it bad but they no not of what kinda life i have had but i could care less about what they say or do day by day its never new