Regrets

Thinkin’ awhile back when I used to be on track
Talkin’ smack holdin’ it down at the back, no slack
Now my shit is out of wack
Can’t change for a dub sack

So now I’m blessed with my wife
Good still I’m living my life
Talkin’ about we try something new, and see why
I’m just not that old guy, we up in like some sly
Passing high over skies, revisiting my young self
Wealth could have been attained, if I burned my brains
I torched them anyway, scorched the potential in a blunt
Diseased as stripper cunt, stay away like Oakland A’s don’t bunt

Release, forgive, peace I wanna send
Mend fences knocked, doors that I locked
Heads that I rocked, faces that I socked
Tickets that I clocked, women that I fucked
With any luck one is reading
I’m sorry I left you bleeding
No excuse exceeding your pain
My actions insane
Sugar cane sweet I should be
Too bad it’s not me