Rock bottom

When you hit rock bottom and the only way to go is up. Do you know if you've had enough?

Is it, looking down the barrel of another gun just for a couple bags that was supposed to be fun.

Is it, being known by everyone dodging bullets and police always on the run?.

Is it, chasin the dope boy all over the city? Ain't changed yo clothes in couple days yet you still think you so pretty, yet your hair all gritty.

Is it, putting your love in every stranger that you met? Every hit a game of Russian, roulette and every nigga place in his bet.

Is it, looking for love in all the wrong places all along Catchin more cases, all for the glory of another hit, that's never enough to keep you lit.

Is it, running around the land like a stray cat? A Lil of this and a Lil of that just to have to take out another rat.

Is it, chasin the blast that will erase the past the whole time runnin in circles goin nowhere fast?

Is it, gettin quick money, not realizing that there's always a fee, and that nothin in life is free, and I'm surrounded by people more fucked up than me.

Is it, yo homies tryin to call themselves your sis or bro, yet they the first to go, when you ain't got a dolla and your spirits are low

Man... I'm so sick of this same old Love yo