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Product of the 90s with no chance of hope

Where people killing for a dollar they ain't going broke

You Gotta do what you had to do to stay afloat

And when you getting sick and tired you roll the green antidote

Temporary fixes

I heard the gates of hell open yelling free admission

I was cooking up trouble couldn't get up out the kitchen

And my soul was tried to leave but my body acted different

Bad decisions,

All the mistakes that I made

I had to call on my creator and the name that he gave