Visit me, as i recline and i begin to dream/
look back 20 years, and try to undo my history/
it's a mystery to how this pain serusly puts me in misery/ (seriously)
to the point i wanna just shoot my self or pull out teeth/
like candy from a baby, sorry aint been that easy lately/
it takes 6 seconds less inorder to respond greatly/
this aint no joke, aint nobody laffin at what i spoke/
cause most times i spit the truth, and ends up with a neck-n-rope/
i hope i choke instead of instantly goin into submission/
listen to what im wishin, cause this might be my last good condition....