October 2008
Its so hard to say that I'm sorry, I'll make everything alright All these things that I've done now what have I become And where'd I go wrong I don't mean to hurt, just to put you first I won't tell y
Ay yo ma, how you doin, it's ya son now, And I picked up the mic and put the drugs down. Now I'm tryin to do some things that'll make you proud, instead of everytime I call it's to bail me out. Oh why