I’m Gonna Get There lyrics

{ Verse 1: True }
Life is too short misconception
Thru your eyes no perception
Drug shot nerves
Blinded deception
Karma sketched on a bottle prescription
Big pipe to chilly dogged on top of her
With a condom
Unable to read their emotions
She was able to con them
Cracker lying in a bowl of soup
Left for dead
Accomplishing nightmares
Can't afford a loaf of bread
Moving along, floating thru lost dreams
Picturing what I said
Mounting to broken aspirations filled with jiz
Stripping was a hookers first job
All part of the biz
Selling yourself short
A genius without the wiz
Failed to many times
Destined for creating crimes
Strapping was playing out my next move
Who else are you gonna choose?