Memories

This weed's got me tripping

Got me indecisive and power tripping

Thinking that maybe i should be less sarcastic

Less submissive and pessimistic

That maybe the shit I do ain't worth the struggle

And that what ever i do im gonna fumble

I've been going back and fourth racing my thoughts

Wishing I was still a kid taking long walks with my dawgs

Did a lot of crazy shit in the past

And maybe some of it was wrong

I miss the days when i could conversate with my older sister

I still think about our little talks by the store

But nobody gets anywhere by living in the past

You may not understand why I put on a mask

I put on a fake smile that's my other hand

Never let a nigga know how you feel inside

Remember and always keep in mind

That how a man treats his foe when his down is how he's defined.