As I bump this tupac beat I realize my soul is part street, old times. I still wanna cruise on my mountain bike through the trails enjoying the sunshine. I want to drink at the beach and enjoy the ocean view. The last 9 years have been hard but it's all good, now I got my head straight like the way it should. I can't fall back into my old ways, lead me nothing to an early grave. The temptation is there and it's fucked. Why does it have to be like this, a man trying to fly straight but with a curse of railing garbage shit, it ain't worth it.