Walking down the sidewalk crossing the paths.
Counting up my change and doing all the math's.
Seeing if I got enough to go get a fat sack
or maybe a score a little more crack.
See I'm really just a drug fiend at heart
since back at the age of 8 I got my start.
Some hobo handed me some rocks of crack
and since then I haven't ever looked back.
I've stole and robbed and stole some more.
I know the cops and I know the real score.
It's all about money, we all have live and eat
and we got kids to put shoes on their feet.
We all got shit to do and shit to smoke
and we all consider a cough a choke.
Don't go my route and fuck with the white shit
for you can get hooked on rocks after a twenty hit.
So don't take my word just ruin all you got
and have your family bury you in a lonely funeral plot.
Forget all the people that you love and care for
just so you can go out and score some more.
Ask people you don't know for money to fix you car
and waste your life scamming down at the local bar.
Waste your life like I've done, Don't listen to me
since apparently you can't understand my reality.

10/20/2003

Author's Note: Just tryong to show that even some of the lowest people in life can teach you a thing or two..

Posted on 10/20/2003
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