life is a journey,one is much better traveled with companion by ous side, but sometimes we lost our companions along the wey, and the journey become unbeareable. but still we are in hope,that someday we will find anoderes.

Went back to the trench like I'm searching for hope, I'll let the story unfold if niggas are stressing for dough they buss down your door and threaten to let it unload some niggas get lost to the dope. They can't even cope like a sniper that came with no scope that nigga lacks aim. Feeling the pain his momma lost weight she ain't been the same since that niggah changed although a storm never really lasts we done seen plenty drowning you can ask, bullets penetrating gave a niggah asthma holding his throat like she hold on to hope, when I looked at my own I found plenty juss where I was standing alone now I'm in my zone & know that I'm not alone...