wrong decisions unfinished

so many years have gone to waste,

i'm in a lonely empty space,

feeling like i took a gunshot to the face,

i'm going craze, i can't understand my brain nor the game that he plays,

sparking jays and haze for days while i'm tryina find my ways,

drinkin,,, smokin',,, so many tokes man i think i'm chokin',

fell asleep, never awoken, my soul has been broken,

i got too many time to think, so i roll a joint and take another drink,

as i sink in this bottomless pitt, getting deeper and deeper into this shit,

i'm getting tired of life so maybe it's time to quit,

this puzzle doesn't fit, so forget it, after death there's time to regret shit,

i knot the rope, smoke some dope, as i hope i can cope with being dead

wrote a note of some shit i wanted to be said,

lay it on the drawer next to my deathbed,

wrote one last song enjoying a sixpack,

said fuck the rope and grabbed the nine tech,

putted it to my head and blew my fucking mindset.

as my last words were goodbye mom, goodbye dad, "gunshot"

 

[Hook x3]

this is my final goodbye,

the last words before i die,

and my soul vaporizes in the sky,

fuck school and stay high,

 

[Verse 2]

wrong decisions got me right where i'm at,

a criminal, a fucked up little pothead, with way too many cred,

too many people said that making bread led to ending up dead,

yeah i've bled but it wasn't for the bad,

eventhough i now know i should've stood mellow a while ago,

but i was a wild asshole, trying to get as many as gold as possible,

in a hurry, gots to be fast but eazy duz it yo,

i still feel like i wanna kill myself,

get ill off a pill or just slit my wrist in half,

cause this drill just won't heal itself,

it's time to get real cause we're already here in hell,

didn't you see the flames around the moment you fell,

damn son, that's like russian roullete with a regular handgun,

that's a .44 magnum to ya head hun, that's literally some mad fun,

50 bucks if ya put it to ya eardrumb,

i do it for free homie, ain't no fuckin' with a crazy Gee,

fuck i buck my own luck stuck for 1 buck i won't even be able to spend,

cause i'm ready for my end, my mind went blind and dunno where it went,