This is a song about "Life change"

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike

Tell shorty i may change

Said her hearts, in a cage

It's out to see like a mariner, get back into character, grab another blank page

Had to rearrange and make a durastic change,all i ever made was abit of petty change

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Razor blades in hand hoping her life will change slowly,

Abusing life only to change lives

Had i not been exposed to these things

After some minutes you will change

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

It's time for a change, time to rearrange, my life and its values, im just drinkin booze,

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