It\'s not about a new year or new me, see, God has blessed me and I\'ve done lived my dreams.
From many beautiful woman and championship rings to world renowned fame and my face on magazines.
Then from minimum wage living to earning a hundred grand.
I sit back and think about what I had before the good went bad.
I wonder if they can see it when they look in MY eyes, the way I conceal the pain of a thousand lives.
Or if they notice the pills, dank and drink in my system, it\'s not about who\'s using, it\'s about who keeps it hidden.
After New Years Eve in Hollywood, New York and The Palladium in Acapulco, things start to dull out and fade...you know?
It ain\'t what it was and hard to find an equal, like the beauty and love of The Heiress...there is no sequel.
Going through the motions and coasting through life. Praying for forgiveness and the chance to do right.
One thing I can say is I\'m chasing my wealth, not those dollar signs, I\'m after forgiveness of self.