Memories

As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back

Even before I started blazing the chronic sack

I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid

Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did

I was at unimpressionable age through a faze

An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage

Walking through life in a haze with dark clouds

Hanging over my head being wicked and loud

And sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt me

Follow me pursue me confuse me they want me

They come at me from all angles and dangles

Memories in front of me, but I wont run away

I put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditches

But I don't want to get locked away cause I whack bitches

I left those ways back in the old days

So go away I don't got no time to throw away



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