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Saturday, April 30, 2016

Next Chance (First night in Clarksville)

Next Chance
(First night in Clarksville)
Here I am at a new place in a new time
Keeping a few old habits just to remind
Myself of my past, and where I come from
And the strings of hell from which I would frequently strum
Look at who I was and now who I am
Think of all the pounds of weed me and my boys use to slam
Think about the times you stuck the gun to your head
Think about all the times that you wished you were dead
Now try and believe the amount of dirt that I did
Now try and imagine the same guy growing up and having a kid
And think about all the friends that you know in the pen
And try and believe your whole life has been nothing but sin
Now maybe you know who I am and what I’ve been through
Now try and tell me no one can do what I do
I believe people can change under certain circumstance
You can do it yourself; you just need to change your stance
Some people get blinded by their pride and their back-stabbing peers
Some get blinded by the drugs or those imported beers
Just like I get overcome by anxiety and guilt

By the past that I paved and the future I’m trying to get built

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