No time to write rhymes, no time to do shit
All this got me thinkin bout endin it quick
Woes with women and spendin no dough
9 ta 5 to stay alive barely makin it though
Jus skin n bones cant keep my kids in good clothes
Bumped heads wit the feds cant be stressed no mo
Please Lord shed light down the road that I roam
Or take heed and proceed to take me home.


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