i sat quite the otha night.. wondering why... life passing me by..everyday im losen otha night.. sleep aint coming easy belive me.. i need this mutha fuking drama to leave me.. give me some peace let a nikka breath.. cuz life get crazy in the street.. under neath the sheet.. i dreams of days gones by.. i can see day lights.. and i woundering why.. whats the meaning in life.. why am i hea.. i keep asking the same thing.. so why is no bodying hearing.. is any body feel what i feel.. or do we go.. when our time up down here.. well if i die today.. would anybody really care... or would my memorys dissapear ova the year.. i dont know.. its hard to tell.. but i cant take otha fuking day.. in this miserable hell..