ok came back in the game lookin like sid vicious five hours at the dentist makes a big difference changed my attitude now i dont see no pigs trippin sittin home writing rhymes now the kids rippin i was takin oxys and percocets its like my mind was always floatin in a circus tent four years later now im flat broke went from being a hero of a country to an asshole five classic albums two bad mistakes one of them when i was doing drugs and had lowsy taste i was hanging with the wrong folks trying to be something i was not that was not dope my mind was in a daze like trying to wear a blindfold walking through a maze weeks turned to months months turned to years now i created what im living in my biggest fear i didnt realize how hard it would be to come back i was so vain that i thought it would be easy to come back and just like have a second career ive been workin at this shit for three years now but i didnt know when i quit doing drugs that it would effect so many people in a positive way i came back to my city where i was a king once and then all of the sudden i was a clown but i kept workin i got my weight up and then people coming to me for help kids asking for my help like its a magic trick like i could make them famous if i wave my fucking magic stick the optimistic had to wave the devils advocate tell em keep on working need to spit like fucking savages i can see it in their eyes they think they know it all and i aint got the time to give advice if they just blow it off get the fuck out of my way im trying to rebuild trying to get back up on top the mountain its a steep hill cause i got people doing good and they are watching me their smiling workin hard and attitude like no ones stopping me and i am happy for my friends im not a jealous cat and they know that ive been to fucking hell and back im spitting fire you can tell em that acapella rap holding bars like im a felon trapped i am not looking for sympathy im recharged ready to charge like in an infantry 