[Road To Nowhere}

I made up my mind that I was going to do it. I had to go to the other side of town just to find it. Once there, I still needed help. I wanted to forget my problems & how I felt. I didn't even know how to do it, much less know how to use it. I had to be shown how to snort it. I looked around & saw people smoking it. The first time I couldn't believe I saw someone shoot it. There's a fine line between life & death. And even though it was bad, I thought it was better than the life I had. But there's nothing glamorous about it. Now surrounded by gangster's, rappers, players, & hustlers, I look around. Now I'm a clown. I'm a joke. It's a ride that I hope you don't have to make. If you do it wrong, it'll, be your last & final mistake. So just like the old ad says, "Just say no". There's no debate. Going down that roads, you'll lose yourself. Better ask now for some help. Addiction and pain will be all that's left. Before you know it, you'll be old and gray w much regret. NOONE to listen to what you said. So live your life so it's not in vain. Ask me again and I'll tell you the same thing. Just don't do it. Never use it. It's a big trap. Think I'll go and take a nap. I sit here ,trying to recover. TBC