I would sit in bed at night thinkin my lifes shite,
Thinkin of the pain my mum went through in that train,
My first mistake came when i drew out my gun and took an aim,
Wata shame now im inside for 15 years now it aint a game,
Cumin out in2 the world again seein how much shit ive bin missin,
Seein my son grow up in2 a man now makes me think y did i draw my gun,
Why did i take aim after all is was just a silly fukin game!
Need 2 no if i got potential