HisTory.

Back against the wall and they're all closing in
he's hurting.
He knows that he can't love her the way she wants him too.
He's not ready.
At the tender age of 18, everything is not the way it seems.
Addicted to the money, cars, clothes
his definition of being successful.
All he ever loved was the sidewalks and these hoes.

The seed that he watered years ago
has never seen his face
His life so fast paced
as if he's on a high speed chase.
Ashamed to look himself face to face.

Stressed out to the max
he yells. " I just need to some space!"
Packing his bags on his spaceship with no goodbyes,
he wipes his dripping eyes, looking only to the sky
wondering if he'll see the moon or salvation
Has satan escaped him, the closer that he gets to God?
or is his saving grace being blocked by all the fog?

Landing on stardust
he's alone
found himself only in misery
is this the way he wants his children to be
is this the way his father wished he would be
He was locked out of his own life with no spare key.
Dropping to one knee
he vows to stand tall and burn the money, clothes..it all.
His ticket out of hell
out of the pain
out of this witch's spell.

But there's no refund on life.