No More Shit

As mad as I am, I'm gonna shit on this page.
Gotta wipe my ass with it, and flush it with rage.
I can't blame nobody but me for all my trouble.
I build skyscrapers, just to fuck it up to ruble.
Sometimes I see my life flash, like it couldv'e been better.
Then I see how it is and I get upsetter.
Got no home, no girl, no damn money in my pants.
I had so many, but I need just one more chance.
I've opened my eyes. Now to get off my knees.
And clean my mind until my brain bleeds.
I'm tired as hell, and I'm sick of my shit.
This world won't change for me, so I'll change to fit.
To rise above and fly beyond the haze.
To be happy and get healthy is the next phase.
Won't happen over night and don't expect it to.
But if I cut the shit, time will get cut too.
All been said before, how will I feel next week?
With all this anger inside I might spring a leak.
So to remember my pain, so I don't fuck up again.
The words 'No More Shit' is gettin burned on my skin.