Enough is never enough, you don't need it your tough, go to bed or your going to look ruff, " I don't need you I can bluff", like razoring blazes dragging along your skin, you live with sin. You find it everyone where you go, you must be a beacon of hope. Pretending to be anything to get the dope. How long can you live borrowing tomorrows time? Losing your faith with every line. You only are what you leave behind and I feel as though I am running out of rhymes.