She tried so hard to make it work
Her love could have filled up every soul in the world
But then she gave it all up
After trying so hard, she'd just had enough
Saw my homeboy on the streets looking kind of sad
said his boy just died and his nerves was bad
going on bad like man I need a smoke
so I reached in my pocket and pulled out a port
The battle is not over, either the peace is not dead
Between the struggle of life is a pain in the world
The objects are not achieved
either the struggle have brought triumph
I really used to think I was going to reach my goal
I really used to think I was going to be that person that I'd always wanted to be
I really used to think I'd be me no matter what