If i was sittin back with a bottle,
I wouldn't be able to follow.
I'd be lost in myself,
getting cross with myself,
not nessecarily worried bout health,
more concerned with my wealth.
I'd be schemin for deals,
when i should be edifying my skills.
Through my eyes that's all we did was get high in the basement,
with my boys gettin wasted,
like my time now i'm gettin vexed when i get high,
Slowly learnin there's a better life with better use of time.