The winds of change is coming
Do you run toward the breeze or is you running away from something
Do you find that it's hard to breathe?
Like you just inhaled a big cloud of that purple leaf
The vision that I have for me
Is sometimes a little too hard to see
The man that I plan to be
Is tied to my dream so who am I if you take that away from me?
You tell me what I'd become
Another failure, another drug dealer a victim of the slums
I aint had a lot of opportunities
And the opportunities I had are now things of the past
The pain is cured by the grass
That's how I coped until I upgraded to dope
Now I'm up all night with a pocket full of all white
Trying to get my money right my stomach's kind of tight
My hands is sweating reputation is respected
Just another lost ghetto soul neglected
My hustle is perfected
But as you know the life of crime can sometimes be hectic
The path where I'm headed left me on my own
Slave to my habits didn't even notice that my friends was gone
Never had a family some say it was wrong
But the streets greeted me with open arms so I made the streets my home
Without the school I had time to roam
Heart no longer innocent; the hate I have in it is full grown
The money in my hand telling me to be strong
But I'm paranoid looking over my shoulders I won't last too long
Money started getting gone once I started poking my arm
My life's in more harm; my thoughts are more dangerous
Loading up guns smoking on cannabis and angel dust
What a rush.....take another puff
Drugs calling out to me
Meanwhile outside in my home my brothers have eyes that say that they have it out for me
They see I'm starting to use more than I sell
And that's when my home became a hell
I thought I would prevail or die by the hands of a needle
But I feel I'm a die by another evil
I heard about the plot my brothers want me off of my block
They want to take me out with a couple of shots
I know this feeling I felt the same pain before
When I found out I aint had a mother and a father no more
Found myself in my past ran to the only friend I had
Brown dust in a clear bag
The smell of it cooking in the air was so sweet
Didn't know that would be the last thing I would see
I tied my arm up......filled my arm up
......Felt my body slump........felt the pain go
......Felt the rain go.......I saw a rainbow
I saw my soul leave.......
..........Rest in peace lil' ol' me
