Since my birth my lifes been laced with the white
So it only makes since that i escape thru the lines
My hard times made it so i quickly understood
Have to depend upon myself if im a make my life good
I wish i could take old friends to my future places
But see sucess makes strangers from familiar faces
What a waste because i have the taste of victory
Prostectic friends treat me bad because they envy me
My mental be no matter what im all alone
People stay around you till you need them then they gone
My own momma kept me so that she could she could get a check
And when the fundin ended best believe thats when she left
All the stress used to make me want to end my breath
Until i tried twice my ticker said it wasnt time
Men lie so i only trust my thoughts to the pen
And its gonna be that way til i see my very end