I can't really help myself at all
I know I got a problem I can solve
I'm waitin for the day that I fall
I can't really help myself at all
I can't really help myself at all
I know I got a problem I can solve
I'm waitin for the day that I fall
I can't really help myself at all
Not at all
I can tell that i'm stuck in a whole
I can tell i'm in love with the dope
I don't know why I sold my soul
Not at all, I ain't with it
She a hoe and I hit it
On a roll yeah i'm gifted
In the mall I had to hit it
Oh my God
I think i'm addicted to this lifestyle
Damn I hope that kid ain't my child
I see the light in the tunnel
I see the drink in the funnel
If I keep up with this shit i'll be at my own funeral