Life was a struggle
It ain't all roses now but back then it was double
When I ain't have no pot
When you piss on the floor you stay pissed off alot
I was searchin' for answers
In the house of a dealer and the arms of a devils dancer
I thought I was finished
You been down this road, then give me a witness
We walk all alone
Always on our own
Get lost on the way and sometimes need to find the way home
But we walk all alone
When you walk on your own and you ain't got no crystal
The future you see's at the end of a pistol
Looking for clues that end up in wrong places
So many troubles in so many faces
Got blood on my hands from some crooked decisions
Blood on my heart from some painful divisions
Askin' myself "Would I take it all back?"
Nah, I wouldn't ... this is my path
Some peeps' had left me there cryin'
I was down on the floor, it looked like i was dyin'
I seen you out drinking,
Surrounded by chix, it felt like I was sinking
I pulled the 4-5,
The safety was on and so you still alive
I was in a hole distressin'
But lucky as Hell 'cause they ain't find no weapon
So now that I'm grown and I'm thinking 'bout some shit
'Bout the life that I lived and the things that I did
All the ones who were hurt and the ones who were there
All the people that felt me and made me aware
But you gotta be strong and stand on your own
You're gonna do some right and you're gonna do some wrong
But when's it all over just lay there and laugh
You're dyin' alone but you stayed on the path