Everything has changed, but there's been a lot of days recently, that cause a lot of reminiscing, cause these dreams, and now I just wanna smoke just to escape these scenes, but I'm stopping for her, cut everything, even tree, but I still get the urge to burn a little hash, but I can't cause that'll be my ass, that'll mean I broke a promise, and goddammit I can't have it, I just gotta pass it, this life has passed me by but I still wish I was high, haven't put that gun to my head in awhile, guess I'm doing right, but since I quit this job, I want to go back to sellin, make a better profit, but run a risk, shit, I can't do that, I can't go back to the past, I need to keep moving forward, otherwise, I'll be right back behind bars, thinking off the loss, knowing I fucked up, but can't do shit, I'm off
