I didn't want to face lung cancer but its already done
Wanted to quit smoking, but looks like smoking won
I'm choking son, and I'm not feeling the way I should feel
I'm trying to do so much, and trying to keep the hood real
13 years old, started eighth grade, made some new friends
Starting smoking, this wasn't me but yet i still pretend
This was the end, started smoking weed, my brain got fucked up
Felt depressed all the time, i felt like my mine was going to destruct
I couldn't bare the pain, all i had now was some suicidal thoughts
Started getting violent at home, so i grabbed vodka and took shots
Just to get me smashed just to live another day without shit in the way
And for these bad actions, i knew someday i would have to pay
Later that year, my grades started slipping quickly, i was a failure
Always was refered to the office, one time almost got transfered
But shit never occured to me, that i was a fuck up just for doing that
And that day forward i knew there was no possible way of going back
Towards the end Almost came close to quitting, vision started spinning
I wasn't winning, because a few weeks later the habit was growing back
Everything I had before was gone, lost somewhere I have no idea
Losing my family was my only big fear, they are the only thing here
I have nobody else, except my friends who are fucked up as well
No going back, i'm scarred, it's already done, this is a living hell
I didn't want to face lung cancer but its already done
Wanted to quit smoking, but looks like smoking won
I'm choking son, and I'm not feeling the way I should feel
I'm trying to do so much, and trying to keep the hood real
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