[Verse] The worst choice you can make is no choice at all Learned that in school Chose the 8 ball Started selling stuff same colour as your stool Man I thought making profit was the only rule Started out small Ga**ed, I would act a fool Even though the olders told me to play it cool Thought I was the man rolling round with a tool Didn't understand I was being used like a tool Young and impressionable, unprofessional Bound to fall, trying to run before I could crawl Made a mess of it all Their loyalty was questionable But because they were successful I didn't ask many questions And through my mistakes, I've learnt many lessons These are my confessions On account of my progression They're true stories I'm no thespian Licking out boxes in succession Like a lesbian I get them on the horse, like an Equestrian Serving up food for digestion And now food for thought Getting under your skin like a wart The album is coming Let's keep things short