As you grow you'll hear the words, "life is what you make it"
Neva knew what to expect when handed the pipe and chose to take it
Three years in the game, been to eternity and back
Lost friends and family over a life behind crack
Acquired new constituents that what will all be gone
When I wake to a new day and out the game I move on
Cause my mind and my body can't take this much more
Countless nights out late, four A.M I'm walking though the door
Five A.M I'm unlocking and opening up the store
4,5,6 days no sleep no decent food to eat
Eyes starting to weep but the block I still creep
Got a business to keep, keep from going under
So wonder how to stay on top and how many dollars can plunder
In the back of mind I know with every minute
I'm taking a day of my life away its not infinite
Is it too late to change it or have I accepted it
Relationships, neglected it, my body I've been negligent
Continuing to acknowledge the repercussions of my actions
But do nothing about it, and create larger factions
What will it take to make the penny drop
So many knocks on heavens door
Yet still I roll home and pass out on the floor
Wake up and ignore the pain in my body running to the core
Life is what you make it, and my life is what's at stake if
I continue to live like I'm ready to forsake it
Addiction to substance and trapped in the life
Verdicts in, justice served now I'm in strife
Whether its karma or law
One things for sure
Days are number in this life of mine
Choice to be made that will determine how much time
I have to change my life and make it..
