“I never said I’m ready to die, but I accept it,
never said i’m ready for war, but I’m protected,
I don’t even know when its coming but I expect it,
lost thoughts innocent hopes an now I’m left with
nervous conditions, addictions, in addition
to prisons that mixed in to the wrong crowd,
My life is on a flight that going down,
My mother had an abortion for the wrong child,
With the time I felt loved, thats gone now,
Thats replaced with purples rays some storm clouds,
Misery love Misery, so why make friends lets make enemies,
An now I got a habit thats wasn’t meant for me,
Now im in a marriage that wasn’t meant to be,
One more reason to change identity,
The cars, the crime, K’s, penalties.”

The Roots “I Can’t Help It”