i thought i was a king but i see i am not
look at me in da mirror no i must not
my real friends i must leave behind
cuzthey now doin wat i cant do so should i also be on my grind
i though i did good good 2 quit and stop b4 i got shot
but then a bullet n da heart man right now that soung hot
where r my friends spending time with others
but it might be ok im still got my brothers
1 in collge 1 dont bother wit me and 2 of them grown
im stuck here with tiger but he wit his friends so im all alone
thinking 2 my self get on da comop i have good freinds
ones busy 2 busy my gf gone again
aww 1 friends gets i will talk
2 busy 4 me o m g i must go take a walk
nothin else leaft but emtpiness and sorrow
this lonley pill on my own i must swollw
will da pain go away no i think not
ticand toc tic and toc will sum 1 stop the ******** clock
i think beinga fake friend is a trend
no 1 wants 2 be with me 2 da end
wats da point when they will say y
when ppl dont even greet me back when i say hi
i have 2 speak of trouble
then still they dont come running
so 2 get them into a conversation i have 2 use my cunning
it never use 2 be like this ppluse 2 love me
but now imdown and every 1 is above me
i wanna cry i wanna die
wat will that solve
man i am down i need sum reslove
sad and lonley wat can i do
but i will ask 1 more time can i be with u???
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