Two Thousand Fifteen,

Three Words and a long 365 Days,

I began the year as a hopeless sophomore trying to learn about myself,

However I guess we're all hopeless in our own ways,

Because the second we try to find ourselves,

Our simple ways lose themselves looking for fame,

Or maybe you're like me and have your own demons that you chase,

Because everyday last year all I wanted was to get paid,

And I lost myself in the poison of my own greed,

Just trying and trying to buy a chain,

It was my heroin,

My achilles heel,

But who really would turn down a chance to cop a feel,

I lost a lot of people in my life that wanted the best for me,

Because I couldn't loosen the grip of that drug on me,

And I guess maybe that's why I'm sitting here writing,

Cuz my demons are pushing and pulling and pushing and pulling,

To lead me from my path astray,

Last year was hectioc you see,

I was on the verge of losing everything I alid outy for myself,

I wanted the cash and the flash and maybe a lil bit of ass,

Cuz the way I was rollin I had no type of game,

And the dice I was holdin was rigged to get back,

I lost friends and family to my enormous lust for money,

I wanted the milk and the honey and all the glory just for me,

 I tried to see and believe and avchieve,

But maybe I was just plain crazy,

Because when you think about it,

I was just tryna get to the root of evil.